Forgotten. (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 6

Unedited, sorry for any mistakes !!

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His lips curled up into a thin line as he nose scrunched up. He was angry, far to angry for me to handle but I didnt know what to do or what to say. "That's a lie!" He yelled as his voice boomed through out my lonely home.  His hands curled up into fists on either side of his body as he walked towards me.

"Where is he!?" He yelled at my face while pushing me to the wall and pinning my hands over my head. "Where the hell is he!" He asked again louder this time.

"I-I don't know Luke!" I whimpered like a coward afraid of my own friend. "Your hurting me" I whispered, hoping he would release his grip and forget everything that had happened with in the last hour and we could go back to normal.

His eyes softened and let go of my hands "I'm sorry" he mumered while looking into my eyes waiting for an answer I wasn't going to give.

I stood still, to scared to do anything else."What happened?" He sighed while running his hands through his perfectly styled quiff. Anger in his eyes soon turned into fear and fear turned to sadness as his eyes began to soften "Did he touch you?" He said almost un-audible.

My face flushed, my eyes watered and my legs trembled but I couldn't find the words to speak. "He touched you didn't he!?" He began to grow more and more anxious by the second. He was going to go insane if I didn't speak up sooner or later. "Answer me!" He stepped closer to me again, his face was inches apart from mine as I felt his hot breath linger on my face.

I knew he meant well. I knew he wanted what was best for me and I knew he couldn't stand to see me in such a sad state of mind. I needed comfort and I needed reassurance that everything would be okay. The way he was acting wasn't helping me, it only terrified me even more then I needed to be.

"Only once" I looked down not able to keep my gaze with him. If I told Luke everything that happened he'd put Dylan in the hospital with in a heart beat.

"Bullshit!" He spat "I'm going to beat the crap out of him! How fucking dare he lay a hand on you!?"

"I can handle things myself Luke" I said calmly trying my best to keep his anger down.

"Listen to me! No one and I mean no one should ever lay a hand on you. Your to important to be treated so cruelly. If you aren't going to do something about it then I will!" He spun on his heels as he headed for the door.

My head was spinning, my chest hurts, my throat hurt, what am I kidding? Everything hurt, every place Dylan touched me hurt. All I wanted to do was escape from here. Escape from everyone and everything.

"Just hold me" I began to sob as he walked up to me with his arms open wide. The smell peppermint and cologne was strong as his loving arms embraced my body. I moved my head to the crook of his neck while he rubbed small circles onto my back.

How long we stood like this? No idea. But time didn't matter when we were together. It was as if we were the only two people on the earth right now. The only two people that understood one another and the only two people that enjoyed each others company. Sure there were times we'd fight and things would get out of hand but at the end of the day I always knew we meant for one another. I don't know if we'd come together on this earth to be meant as friends, soulmates, or just people that understood one another and wanted what for best for them; but I knew we meant for a reason. And what ever that reason was, I'm glad to have him in my life, Luke hemmings, my partner in crime.