Luke
I found myself on the rooftop for the third night in a row tonight, sometimes I'd climb up there before I realized what I was doing. I got a call from my mum today, there was some big news that no one would ever want to hear and I just couldn't wrap my head around it, I didn't understand why it was happening, why her? How could the most caring and amazing woman I know have cancer?
I cried so many times today I couldn't even keep count, I couldn't bare to go to work because I was just so worried about her. Was she going to make it? Or was she going to die? I was so stressed out because I wasn't there with her, I was on the other side of the fucking world. Maybe I would feel better if I was there with her but I don't think I would be able to.
I jump when I feel a hand touch my shoulder "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you." Emily speaks quietly behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head on my shoulder "Why are you crying, are you okay?"
That was kind of a stupid question, would I be crying if I was okay? "No." I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"What is it?" I swallow hard, opening my eyes "My mums got cancer." She's gasps lightly
"I'm sorry baby, are you going to go visit her?" I shrug and stay silent, I wish I could leave but I don't have any time to find a substitute for my students and I doubt I have the money for a plane ticket.
"I don't know what im going to do honestly." I whisper while taking her hand in mine, she lightly presses her lips to my cheek, leaving her lips there for a few seconds before removing them. "I'll go with you, if you go I mean." Shaking my head no I let go of her hand and stand up off of the bench "I can't take you with me. You have school and you're too young to go to america with me."
Her eyebrows furrow and her jaw clenches "I don't care about any of those things Luke, I want to be there for you."
"But why Emily? I'm nothing I'm your fucking professor for Christ sakes do you not realize how fucked up that is? There's no way my mother would accept that or anyone else for that matter. Its not a good idea to be seen together let alone go off to america together."
She glares at me before running towards the rooftop door and leaving me alone.
I probably should've bit my tongue, and then maybe she wouldn't have ran off. But I was just so stressed and angry, I didn't mean to take it out on her.
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