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Chapter 10

Claudia's Pov-

"Boop." I opened my eyes to see Luke staring down at me after he had just touched my nose.

"Why are you touching me?" I nuzzled my face closer into his chest, inhaling the scent of cologne. I loved that smell, it just makes me feel at home, even if I was already there.

"Well... I don't sleep and I got really bored. I've been poking you and playing with your hair for the past 15 minutes or so. You're a really deep sleeper, and you talk a lot. Did you know that?" I sat silent for a moment, pondering on what to say.

"No, actually. Was I talking?" I questioned, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah, you were..." He stopped for a moment, "Said something about danger. Then You stopped for a bit and started back up." He looked around the room and bit his lip.

"Do you trust me?" He blurted, his grip on me loosened.

I paused, feeling the mood of the conversation turning. He was upset- definitely upset. He shifted a bit and I was no longer cuddled into his chest, he had me facing him now and I felt his gaze burning into me.

"Hello?" Luke waved his hand in my face. I looked at the ground and avoided eye contact; I had a habit of doing that when I was nervous. I could tell that he was ticked off because I didn't answer but I honestly didn't know how.

I opened my mouth to speak but I slowly shut it again, aware that if I told him the answer, he'd be more pissed than he already is. I grew slightly uncomfortable as he squeezed my wrists in his hands.

"That's why you were nervous... Wasn't it?" His face grew into a frown. "You don't trust me."

"Answer me!" Lukes grip tightened and it started to hurt more.

I couldn't answer, I was unable to speak. He started shaking me back and fourth a bit, desperate for me to answer him. My eyes glossed over a bit as I shut my eyes. I wanted to disappear from this whole situation.

"Just answer me dammit!" I never saw Luke get like this before. He was so desperate for me to say what he already knew.

"Luke.." I muttered out, feeling my hands growing numb.

"What." He said bluntly, obviously not caring for my answer anymore. His hands still wrapped tightly around my wrists, making my hands turn red from no blood circulating throughout them.

"Luke, Luke, that hurts." I jerked my hands away and rubbed my wrists, getting up from the couch in the process. I could tell that he didn't know he was doing it that hard because the look on his face spoke more words than his mouth did.

"I'm just gonna go upstairs for a bit..." I mumbled. "you can finish the movie or start another." I took another look down at my wrists and there were markings from where his hands were and it hurt like hell.

"I... I just.." His voice faded off, unsure of how to handle the situation.

"You what?" I felt anger slowly building up inside of me instead of sadness.

"Um.." It was obvious that he couldn't gather up his thoughts into a coherent sentence.

"I said I'm going upstairs." And with that, I walked away. I don't know if I wanted to cry because of how mad I was or if I wanted to cry from the anxiety of dating Luke. Yes, I obviously care for him but there are things that don't make me trust him completely.

I didn't want Luke to come upstairs and try to talk to me, I wanted to be alone. So as soon as he was out of sight, I went to the bathroom and locked the door, locking myself on the outside of it. Since he heard the door shut and since it's locked, he'll think I'm in there. But actually, I'll be inside of my closet in my room. I left my door open so he wouldn't suspect me being in here.