Tattoos •lrh•

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When Luke woke up the following morning, he felt someone brushing their fingers through his hair, making a soft moan escape from his mouth. He lifted his head up off the bed with a groan and saw who was doing it. His eyes widened as all the sleepiness left his body in that moment.

"Hi." A faint voice said, moving their hand to Luke's cheek. Luke felt a smile creep on his face. He lifted off of the chair he was sleeping on and leaned over the bed. He place his lips on his loves as tears filled his eyes. He placed his hands on her face not wanting to let her go.

"God, don't scare me like that again." Luke laughed resting his forehead on Ezra's. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling of having her awake. "I thought I'd lost you."

"Be mine?" Ezra whispered looking at Luke's closed eyes. He was savoring this moment as if it was his last. She officially wanted to call Luke hers, even though they acted like a couple anyway. No one could take him away even if they wanted too. He was going to be all her's. 

"You didn't even have to ask. I was already yours." Luke kissed Ezra's lips one more time, crawling into her bed to lay with his girlfriend. "I love you baby girl." He placed a gentle kiss to Ezra's head before hearing a lock come from the door.

"Come in." Ezra yelled, cuddling up next to Luke. Her head was on his shoulder as Luke laid his head on her head. An arm was wrapped around her shoulders and their hands were intertwined.

The door opened and Ezra's father walked in. Her eyes widened at his figure in the door frame, but Luke reassured her that nothing was going to happen while he was there.

"I'm glad you're awake." He said, closing the door behind him. He walked over to an empty chair with a coffee cup in his hand. "Good morning Luke. Ezra."

"What're you doing here?" Ezra bluntly said, looking at the man she called her father. She didn't want to see him especially with what happened last night. She was never going to forgive her father for what he did.

"To say I'm sorry. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I just wanted to tell you what's been going on, which I should've done a long time ago." He said, clearing his throat a little. "Your stepmother and I are getting a divorce and with me trying to get this promotion to give you a better life, I've been so stressed that I took all of my frustration out on you."

"When I saw you and Luke that afternoon, it reminded me of when you dated jessie and I couldn't go through that again. I couldn't see my daughter, my baby, hurting herself, trying to leave this world. Leave me. I was scared I was going to lose you for good. After your attempt I felt into a depression and became dependent on alcohol. The alcohol counter-acted with the meds making me bipolar and angry."

"I only pushed you so hard because I didn't want you to be like me. A dead beat who can't do anything. I just wanted to make you happy, but I ended up pushing you away."

"The first time I hit you, god I hated myself and I was a botch for not apologizing to you and what happened last night should've never happened. God if I could take it back, I would. I'd understand if you'd want to press charges on m-" He cut himself off, feeling his daughter wrap her arms around his neck.

"I couldn't do that to you. God dad you'd be jail bait." She laughed through her tears. She couldn't hate her father, even after everything he's done. She loved him unconditionally. He was all she had left and in the end all they needed was each other. "I love you too much to see you in an orange uniform." She pulled away him to wipe her tears. "But promise me two things. 1.) You'll go get help. Go to a resort to better yourself and be happy."