Who am I? ((A Professor Layton Fanfic))

Chapter 8: In Shock

I breathed deeply trying to recompose myself. I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off.

"The kids are fine Clive. I can see why you would worry about them, but honestly Clive, you're still a child yourself. You should focus on your own recovery." His eyes were sad and concerned.

"Professor, I'm a very mature young adult. I believe you know that, so don't lie to me. Luke and... And Flora, tell me." I couldn't do it. I couldn't look him in the eyes. I hurt these kids so much. What I did to them was unforgivable. Everything I did was unforgivable. My life was unforgivable.

"Luke was... In shock." he started. "He trusted you so much because, well, he thought he was you. So yes, it hurt him when he found out who you were, and it hurt him more when he finally understood your motives. But it's been over a year Dove, and he has gotten over it." I shrunk down into my chair as he said my last name.

"Professor please... Could you please not call me Dove...?" I was asking him because I had fallen apart. I was broken. And I honestly had nothing left to lose. And nothing left to do.

"Sure Clive, whatever makes you feel more comfortable." He smiled slightly at me. It made me feel a bit better.

"As for Flora..." He stopped. He hesitated. He paused. He waited.

He made my heart stop.

"She... She didn't quite handle it as well..." No. No. No. No. No. No. What. NO.

"What do you mean...? Tell me Hershel!" I raised my voice. What was he trying to tell me?

"You see... She kind of... Well, she fancied you. And it hurt her terribly when you took her as hostage." He frowned knowing that this was probably very tough for me, which it was.

"Yes, I feared that she had feelings but... I didn't take them to be terribly serious..." The poor girl had some kind of crush on me. I mean, at first I thought she was just being nice to me, but well, she was always a little too nice.

"The kidnapping left her... Well, hollow shall we say. She was in denial. All she did was mutter and talk about how could big Luke do something like that and how big Luke was amazing. She grew very distant and talked less frequently with Luke. One day when she got into a argument with Luke over you she hit him. Hard." He paused to regain his composure. "That's when I chose to sent her off to a mental institute."

No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.