Bitten // Luke Hemmings

Broken Me, Broken Teddy Bear

After the FaceTime call with Bradley, I felt much better.

Some people would think that we dated and we were a couple, but we are just super good best friends. I've known Bradley since 1st grade when he got transferred to my elementary school.

There's a soft knock on the door and it creaks open. I see Sammy's head poking out.

"Hey Sammy," I say pulling him into my bed to hug him.

"Mom said you were missing New York," he says looking at me with those deep puppy brown eyes, "do you know what I miss the most about New York?"

I smile and ask him what.

"I miss the noise," he tells me and I giggle.

"You wanna know what I miss Sam?"
I say, putting my chin on his silky chestnut brown hair, "I miss the snow. And I'm very much sick of this rain."

He giggles and he wiggles out of my arms. I try to grab him, instead I grab his teddy bear, ripping it's arm off.

Sammy looks down at the bear, to its hand in my hand, then to my face. Oh fuck he's gonna cry.

But something suprising happened. No tears came out of his eyes and he smiles.

"It's ok mom can sew him up," he tells me, taking the bears hand, "besides, I don't want to look like a 5 year old tomorrow for 3rd grade."

"Oh Sammy, you don't have to change for any of us," I bring him back into a big embrace, "you are amazing just the way you are."

"Isn't that a song by Bruno Mars?"

I laugh and tell him to go get something to eat.

I was about to get off my bed until my phone lights up with a message.

Luke, again.

Q, I'm sorry please respond it says that you've read it. can we meet up real quick I need to talk. how bout that pizza place near Baker st. ?

I sigh, making my decision. I pick out some decent clothes to wear cause I'm practically wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra.

- 15 minutes later -

After changing into ripped light wash jeans and black converse, I quickly apply my makeup, keeping it simple.

This isn't a date Quinn. You fucking kissed him and he wants to apologize. Jesus.

A part of me wants his soft, pink lips on mine. I quickly shake it away.

The walk to the pizza place, named Johnny's Pizza, wasn't very long.

As I opened the door, the smell of cheese and pepperoni great me.

I look over to find Luke sitting at a table, his heads in his hand.

God, he looks like a mess, I think to myself.

I sit down and he looks up, his face brightening.

"You came," he asks, no, tells me.

"Yeah I guess I came." I look down to the ground, scuffing my shoes.

"Hey," he says trying to get my attention, "wanna grab some pizza and go on a walk? I'll pay."

I nod and smile, telling him I want a slice of pepperoni pizza.

10 minutes later, with our pizzas done, we're on our way to wherever Luke wants to go.

He stops and looks at me into the eye. Oh damn, his piercing blue eyes are so fine and gorgeous...

"Quinn," Luke says, putting a hand on my shoulder, "we need to talk."

As soon as he touched me, that same blot of electricity came back, but stronger. I fell back, losing my balance. Everything in my mind goes blank. There's a light, and someone walking towards me. A tall figure. Blonde hair. Luke.

I gasp and freeze. What the hell is going on?

He gets closer and there's something in his teeth. Like its shinning. He smirks at me, barring his teeth. T-t-the canines. Their long. Like a vampire's.

All of sudden, I have a bad headache. I see Luke above me, talking to my parents. I open my eyes a bit and my mom notices.

"Sweetie, go back to sleep," she urges me back into my bed. Wait, my bed? Last time I noticed, I was eating pizza with Luke. Now I'm in my bed?

"M-m-mom what happened?"

"Well, according to your very kind friend, Luke, you fainted," she tells me, looking at me with pity, "he was very kind enough to bring you home."

I look at Luke and notice him blushing.

"Thank you Mrs. Holland, but I would do what any good man would do," he says, rocking back and forth on his heels.

I roll my eyes.

"Mom, can I talk to Luke alone real quick."