Second Chance? - WeeklyChris / Chris Collins

Sixteen - You're Gonna Hate Me For This

"You- you what?" Luke asked, shocked evident in his features.

"You heard me. But I don't even know if I like you anymore. You're just one of those people who believes in things when they first hear it." I say and started walking away.

I was just about 20 something meters away from my house when I felt luke pull my arm. It hurts like hell but I didn't flinch because that'll get him suspicious. I pulled my hands off of his and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" I asked. I hope the blood from my wrist wasn't showing because if it was and Luke saw it, he would be laughing at me and tell me to that I'm a suicidal freak. He took a deep breath and looked me in the eye.

"I know you're gonna hate me for doing this but I just have to." He says and I looked at him confused.

"Do wha-" I was cut off by him smashing his lips into mine and I just froze. For some reason I'm not getting the same feeling I got when Chris kissed me. Ugh, why am I thinking about him? I can't just compare Luke with Chris.

But then I snapped back into reality and did what I knew I would regret; I kissed him back. I felt butterflies in my stomach but it just didn't feel right. I wanted to get that feeling when Chris kissed me, I wanted to get it from Luke but all I got were butterflies.

I didn't feel any electricity, my heart wasn't beating as fast as it was with Chris and it just didn't feel right. Once Luke and I had separated from the kiss, he smiled and I looked at my shoes but then I coule see blood showing out of my grey sleeve. I put my right hand over it and looked at Luke again.

"I have to go." I say and ran into my house as fast as I can, I heard Luke calling out for me but I just ignored it and barged into my house. Of course no one was home yet so I ran into my room and slipped on the bathroom floor.

I rolled up my sleeve and saw 2 of my cuts open. I didn't realise Luke had gripped onto my hand that hard but now I'm starting to feel the pain. I felt a tear run down my cheek and I wiped it off. I don't even know why I'm crying becaus I felt no emotion at the moment.

I washed off the blood from my arm and walked back into my room and changed my shirt.