Once I heard the crash of the bottle hitting the ground I backed up towards the door of my room. The smart thing to do would be to go inside, but I was too interested not to watch.
"Lucas Hemmings, take back what you said! Your mother wouldn't be happy to hear you say that." His father spoke through closed teeth. Luke didn't show any fear. "I'm only trying to help you. I'm trying to bring you back to reality. Mom, can't hear what I am saying. She isn't here." He glared at his dad. Almost like he was attempting to intimidate him. His fathers lip trembled and he balled his hands in fists. Luke glanced down at his fathers fists. "Go inside. People are trying to sleep." Without argument his dad turned around and walked inside.
Luke pulled at his hair and walked towards the railing. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath with his hand still entangled in his hair. I bit at the inside of my cheek and stood up. "What was that all about?" I asked keeping my voice low. I was actually quite nervous.
"He's a wreck." I opened my mouth to ask why but then he continued speaking. "My mom-" He stuttered his sentence. "-she passed away two months ago. He swears she comes back to him and they have conversations, but its only an effect of the alcohol overdose. Im just fucking trying to make him realize she is gone forever, but he won't." His face fell into his hands.
"I'm so sorry." That's all I could think to say. Never did i expect that my first night at this apartment would go like this.
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Neighbors
FanfictionShortly after Alice Clarkson goes to stay with her mom in an apartment over the summer, she starts seeing her neighbor. Luke and Alice automatically relate to eachother because of the fact they both have broken families. Alice thinks she knows all t...
