I was getting ready to go to school. Just as I was about to walk out my bedroom door the devil himself appears.
Luke leans against the door frame with his signature smirk plastered on his face.
"Why are you making me have theses bad dreams?" I say angrily
"Oh, honey, they're not just dreams. They're memories too." he smirks evilly at me
"So...you actually did that to a girl?!" I yell
"Oh I've done much worse, baby girl" he laughs
"Stop calling me these stupid pet names! Just leave me alone!" I yell
"I'll see you around, April" he says before disappearing
I spent the entire school day looking over my shoulder. I could feel Luke's presence, but I couldn't see him.
I got home and had dinner with my family. Everything was normal.
I decided to take a shower.
I turned on the water and waited for it to get warm. When it was warm enough I stripped off my clothes and hoped into the shower.
This is typical horror movie material.
I suddenly got nervous. What if Luke comes in to scare me? What if he's already in the bathroom.
I quickly peek my head out of the shower curtain.
No one was in the bathroom.
"You're just being paranoid" I whisper to myself
I begin to wash my hair. Once all the soap is out of my hair, I turn around to wash my face.
Instead of the clear water that had been there seconds ago, it was blood red. It actually looked more like blood than water.
I scream, as I look at the blood covering my body.
When I turn back around Luke is standing there.
He also just happens to be naked.
"What the hell?!" I scream, trying to cover myself
He just laughs at my reaction.
"Why don't you just kill me already?" I scream at the boy
"That's not my job, sweetheart" he says evilly
He grabs ahold of my face and begins to kiss me, hard.
I try to get out of his hold, but it's no use.
"Kiss me back" Luke says in a dark tone, still having a tight grip on my face
I do as told and soon we are in a heated make out session.
When I pull away to take a breath, he's gone.
I just made out with a fucking ghost.
After my shower I got dressed and went to bed.
Maybe he'll leave my dreams alone tonight.
I'm not that lucky.
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Demonic || Luke Hemmings
FanfictionApril grows up talking with an imaginary friend. Her family thinks it's cute, until she's fourteen years old and she's still talking to it. Is it imaginary, after all? - WARNING: Story contains murder, abuse, strong language, and suicide.
