He Was P(L)uke

7

Two complete hours had passed, and Liz hadn't woken up from her slumber. She was probably waiting for Prince Charming (Aka my father) to come and give her a kiss. Which won't happen. Never. Nope.

"I know this is going to be awkward but we really have to talk." Ben said, nervously standing up from his seat in the waiting room. Luke nodded and turned to Kiera with a smile. She hugged her belly and sighed sadly.

"Okay, Luke. I don't know why we even had sex. We feel nothing at all for each other, and you are nine years younger than me." Kiera spoke. Luke nodded sadly and tried to avoid any tears from coming. I turned to look at Stacy who was sitting besides me. She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and slouched down trying to sleep. I sighed defeatedly before turning back to them. 

Calum grinned from ear to ear as he poked Ashton's stomach. "You're made of wax, Ashton! You're weak. You're irrelevant. Almost powerless!" Calum said. Uncle Tom turned to him with an angry expression.

"Chill little mate. He's not powerless, not weak either!" He said. Calum opened his mouth to speak but my father intervened.

"Shush, Tom. It's 'kay. Calum is probably just joking."

"Nobody jokes with my baby."

I turned to look at Luke, Kiera, and Ben to ignore my family fighting with my best friend.

"Jesus, Kiera!! You were pregnant! You could've told us!" Ben yelled as tears kept streaming down his face.

"But she didn't, Ben! She didn't! It's all gone now!"

"Oh shut up, Lucas. You failed. You failed as my brother. I trusted you."

"Kiera say something-"

"Calum can't speak like that to my son!"

"Come on, Tom! Stop making a storm in a glass of water-"

"Luke is a son of a bitch-"

"We have the same mother, Ben!-"

"SHUT UP!!" I screamed loud, without even realizing why I did it. I stood up as soon as everyone closed their mouths. I sighed and took all the courage I could get and spoke.

"Dad, let Tom defend his son. It's his son! Uncle Tom, defend him all you want but never insult anyone. Calum, I expected better things from you. Ben, it's gonna be okay if you want it to be. Kiera, pregnancy makes you look fat-" she gasped. Ashton chuckling. "And Luke..." A lump in my throat made me go speechless, almost dumb. I blinked my eyes a couple of times and just smiled. Everyone, everyone who knew about my slight crush on Luke expected me to just blurt it out. But I didn't.

"Luke." I stopped again. "Life's a bitch, and so are you! So stop this drama, solve this thing and let's move on. Please, just stop screaming."

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"So everything's solved now?" Ashton asked again.

"Yes. I already told you I'm sorry. I won't try to call you weak ever again!" Calum answered. Tom shook his head and looked away.

Luke had his right arm draped over Kiera's shoulder. And just like that, I scoffed loudly. Everyone turned to look at me; I was such a beauty with my blue vomited dress, bags under my eyes, sad face, and hair drenched in a stinking combination of sweat, vomit, and tears. I looked stunning!

I took my seat besides Stacy again, and turned to look at everyone.

"Since you were in the bathroom for about an hour, I'll take the disgrace to tell you all of our decisions." Began Calum. I nodded with a smile on my lips, which was faker than Kim Kardashian's ass, but just don't tell Stacy I said that or she'll get moody. "So Ben decided it's better to cancel everything and just act like he never wanted to marry Kiera. Of course there will be legal things that will need to be done, but that's clearly non of my business. Luke has taken the personal responsibility to take care of the baby and the mother. I won't treat Ashton bad again, unless he insults you or me. And Tom said he wouldn't intervene again in our conversations. That's about it, Charles!"

I nodded and sighed. So Luke... So he was gonna be in charge of the baby? Well good. Good for them. I turned to look at my parents, Uncle Tom and Ashton, and tilted my head to the right, meaning we could leave. They nodded, greeting everyone goodbye. I just walked away, not wanting to know anything about them.

We walked back to our car, Ashton wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"It's gonna be okay, Charlie." He spoke soothingly.

"But what if it's not?" I asked disappointedly. He shook his head and sighed.

"If it's not, then it's not. But it will be."