dead or alive | cake au

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* lukes pov *

I woke up with my face nuzzled into someone's neck. My senses were soon filled with the familiar smell of mike. "Hello Mikey" I whispered quietly. "What's the time" he mumbled. "Um, 12:40pm" I replied, checking the time on my phone. "Oh, shit," He yelled, bolting up from the side of my black bed. "What?" I asked confusion written all over my facial features. "I have a family thing, party, whatever it's called in twenty minutes, sorry Luke I have to go"
"It's okay, I understand text me later bye" I called as he hurriedly rushed out of the house pulling on his clothes. I soon felt a ripping pain through my head. "Shit, I must have drunk too much" I whispered, groaning in agony. Reaching for the medicine on the table and a glass of water. I swallowed and lay back down on my bed, hand resting on my forehead. "Yes, yes you did" I heard a deep voice mutter. I shot up and looked around my dark room, trying to find any signs someone was in here, but the door was shut and hadn't been touched until Michael left. It was probably just my imagination

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"Luke!" My mum called me from downstairs.
"Yeah?"
"Get dressed, we are going to dinner tonight as a family!"
"Who is we"
"You, me, Dad, Jack, Ben and Celeste."
"What about Zoe?"
"Jack has a babysitter"
"Okay"
I walked across the hall to the bathroom. I opened the glass door and turned on the shower to my usual heat, not too hot but not too cold. I started to strip out of my boxers and hang up my towels, double checking I had everything. "Well, well you are a pretty boy, aren't you" said the same deep voice as earlier. "What" I said and snapped around seeing a dark figure leaning against the bench with his arms crossed. I examined his appearance better, his raven hair and his chocolate crown eyes that could hypnotise you. His jawline was sharp, as of if you touched it you would cut your skin, however he has these adorably squishy looking cheeks and two light brown dots on one side of his face, above each other however slightly diagonal. The boy had plump, full, pink lips, that I just wanted to kiss. He wore a 'nirvana, nevermind' singlet and black ripped skinny jeans and black high top converse. Tattoos littered one of his arm, and a few letters on each hand, as well as two just under his collard bone, one that said 'MMXII' and another in the shape of a fern leaf. However he had a couple of scars and stitch lines on his body and Ray's of black came off him, creating an outline. He was hot, not going to lie. "Take a picture it will last longer" he cockily said, putting a devilish smirk on his face. The figure stepped closer to me, making his body press against mine. He dragged his right ice cold pointer finger across my lips and trailed then down my chin, running it down my chest and reached the end of my boxers, that I had put on as soon as I noticed his appearance. He pulled the band away from my hips then let it go, snapping onto my skin. "s-stop" I stuttered. Scared of what was going to happen. "Pretty, pretty boy" he mumbled. Resting his head on my shoulder, kissing my neck. "Please, leave." I begged, growing scared of the boy. "Bye princess" he winked before disappearing into thin air. I quickly pulled off my boxers and went into the shower, too scared to close my eyes for a millisecond.

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"We have to go Lucas" my mum shouted from downstairs. I exited my rock and walked past the mirror checking my outfit. "Let's go" I said once I reached the door. "About goddamn time" Jack mumbled, holding hands with Celeste. I hit him on the backside of the head. We arrived at the fancy diner and went in.
"Hemmings, booking for six people." Dad said to the man.
The man scanned the sheet of paper, "ah yes, follow me" He motioned for us to follow him. As we started to walk he picked up  six menus, and led us to the back where our table was. "So Luke, are you getting good grades this year?" Mum asked.
"Uh I'm not sure, maybe, reports haven't come out yet so, only time will tell."
"Oh" was all she replied. We continued chatting until the waiter came back and asked what we want. Soon he turned to me, "um the penne pasta and a Coke please" I politely said. "they'll be out shortly." And with that he left. "Mum Im going to the bathroom" I told her and got up to leave. As I walked I started to feel a little dizzy and stumbled a bit. "Luke! Honey are you okay?" I heard my mum call.
"Yeah" I weakly chocked out. Rushing over to the stalls quickly. I started to throw up the contents of my body. I felt weak. Suddenly the same teenager appeared. "Hello, Lucas" he said. I scrambled away from him on my butt. "Jack! Ben!" I screamed. My head felt dizzy and numb, the figure stared to disappear. "Luke?" Ben said as he came in, a worried jack next to him. "Help. Me." I said inbetween gasps for air. I went limb and all I could see was black. I heard the faint, distant cried of my family, but I couldn't do anything.

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hello, this has taken forever lmao. i have so many ideas for fanfics and i think i'll put a new cake and a malum one up soon ! anyways i was thinking i could rename this book
graveyard boy
but idk what are you thoughts xo