Pinky

please dont say it

I woke up to the sound of someone crying. I let my eyes adjust to the light before looking around. I sat up in an unfamiliar place and Luke sitting in a corner in tears. I looked down and saw that I had on a new pair of shorts on and one of Luke's long tshirts.

"L-luke?" I called out in a hoarse voice. He sniffed and looked up at me.
"Where are we?" I asked worried. He looked back down at his feet before standing.

"Come here" he said. I didn't move.

"Luke, wh-" he cut me off and said,

"Becca, just come here" I nodded and slowly got up and walked up to him. He pulled me into his arms and we stood there for a few minutes.

"Becca, I'm so sorry"he whispered.
I looked up to him and asked what for.

"I've dome something terrible. You'll hate me for it" I pushed my self away from him confused.

"What did you do?" I asked. He looked down at his feet and swallowed.

"I killed Michael."

I stood in shock. He began to rumble on about how sorry he was, but I didn't listen. I stood there with my eyes fixed and my mind on the image of my brother dead.

How could he?

I pulled away from him and ran out of the room. I ran down what seemed to be the hallway of a hotel. I didn't go into the elevator but instead went down the steps. It seemed like I was running for ever but I didn't care. I just needed to get away from luke. I could here my name being called but not once did I turn around. I finally made it down to the lobby and locked my eyes on the exit. I ran out of the hotel and down the street. I ram for about two miles before I couldn't go any further.

I opened the doors to a gas station restroom and locked the door. I leaned against the sink and cried.

Did he really kill him? No- he couldn't have. Could he?

The thought of Michael dead made me more upset by the second.

I heard someone knocking on the door and an old lady saying I need to get out. I looked in the mirror and rubbed off the tears. I unlocked the door and stepped out.

Where am I supposed to go?

I made y way up to the counter and asked the lady where we were. She chuckled and said 'Houston'. I frowned. That's to far away from my house I'll never get there. I didn't know where to go. I had no money so I wouldn't stay in a hotel and I had no friends here, nor did I have a phone. I couldn't just walk the streets because Luke might find me.

I decided to ask the lady in the back if I could use her phone to call someone. She was nice enough and handed me the phone. I dialed Joshua's phone and waited impatiently for an answer. No one picked up.

I gave the phone back to the lady and thanked her. I walked out and made my way down the road.

The sun was about to go down and I still had tears falling out of my eyes. I heard someone pull over and I stopped and turned around. My heart stopped at the sight of the familiar vehicle.

"Becca get in the car, now" Luke shouted.

"No!" I shouted back and walked away. Luke came up and wrapped his arms around me so I couldn't go amywhere. He laid his chin on my shoulder and whispered, "don't leave me, becca"

"Luke let go of me" I forced out. I scrambled to get out of his arms but failed.

"No becca, I can't let you leave me." He said .

"Why? Why won't you just let me go home." I asked.

"Because I love you"

The words tumbled out of his mouth and sunk my heart.

He loves me?

"No luke, don't say that"

"Why?"

I shook my head and said, "fine, I'll get in the car"