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Tattoos: Chapter Twenty

Oh look an actual chapter.

I have to go to bed starving and on my period. Sigh.

And of-fucking-course I write this when I have to use the bathroom. Great planning, Audrey. You get a pat on the back.

You'll love me. Bc smut.

Michael's P.O.V

I wake up the next morning with a tear-stained face and strong arms wrapped around me. I don't freak out, knowing the arms all too well. I don't remember falling asleep.

But I do remember the horrifying letter and the sobs. I don't understand how someone could just do that and not feel like shit after. I hope that person gets shot in the fucking head and rots in hell.

Luke stirs in his sleep and finally opens his bright blue eyes. I smile weakly and kiss his forehead.

"Morning." I mumble against the skin. Luke leans his head up and places his lips onto mine quickly.

"Morning, baby. Wanna go down to the station today?" Luke asks. I sigh and nod. I sit up and Luke does the same thing. I get up and grab a shirt of Luke's and a pair of my black skinny jeans before going into the bathroom.

I almost scream at the sight of my reflection in the mirror. I have dark bags under my eyes, I'm paler than usual, and I have dried tears covering my cheeks. I sigh for the umpteenth time and grab my face wash.

After I've washed my face, I change into my new clothes. I then brush my teeth, and Luke walks in.

He has his sweatpants hanging lowly on his hips and he has no shirt on as he wraps his arms around me from behind. He kisses my cheek.

"I promise we'll find who did it. I hate when you're sad, baby," Luke says, his own frown on his face. I sigh, again.

"I know, Lukey, I'm sorry. I'll try to get better. You always help bring a smile on my face," I say, trying to tell Luke that he does have a way to make me happy.

I know what he's thinking. He knows I'm sad and he feels like he can't do anything to help, when really, he can.

"Okay, baby. Starting today, I, Luke Robert Hemmings, will do everything in my willpower to make you happy," Luke says, pressing kisses to my neck. I close my eyes and lean my head back against his shoulder, giving him more access.