cinnamon ♡ lh [discontinued]

6: the cries in maths

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edited: 20/10/17, like literally, i added half of the chapter lmao

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6: the cries in maths

The sunlight hit me in the face. Literally. I could feel it punching my eyeballs as I woke up groaning.

"Fuck this shit," I mumble and get out of the bed, realising a terrifying thing.

Today is the day I will be a Hemmings. Today is the day Luke will be a Parker. Shit.

It wouldn't be as bad if I wasn't mad at him for having a crush that was not me. Being pathetic, that's what I do for a living.

And though I knew very well that I had no right to be mad nor disappointed by him, I couldn't deny that I was, indeed, both mad and disappointed. That's probably what made me frustrated the most - my own, pathetic self.

I quickly brush my long, brown hair and perfect teeth (braces, my lovely people) and put on a navy blue shirt with white jeans. Looking bomb.com today, Luna. Gotta slay some souls today with that winged liner and smirk (that I put on to create an illusion I'm not dying inside).

"Mom, Luke will be here in a few, remember that he's going to be me today? Make him do the things you always make me do, thank you!" I shout from the bathroom and hear a 'fine' in response.

I hop down the stairs and open the front door, only to be faced by his baby blue eyes. I feel my heart sink as I notice they're bloodshot. He must have cried the entire night after I left him on his own just because I was selfish and kept thinking about my own damn self.

Of course he cried a lot. He just got rejected, in a way, by a girl he liked. How could I be that self-centred? It's not all about me and my one-sided feelings, it's about Luke's broken heart.

"Luke..."

"No, don't," he stops me with a hand gesture. "I'm fine by now. Let it go."

I nod and let him in. He looks like he's been saying "I'm fine" the entire morning already so I let it go.

"Do whatever you want to except going through my drawers. I've photographed the sequence of my lingerie, so don't think I won't notice," I joke to ease the tension in his shoulders and I smirk to myself when I see him relaxing a bit.

He laughs at me and throws an arm around my shoulders. It feels good to feel his body warmth again so I snuggle a little closer but not close enough for it to feel weird.

"Nothing I haven't seen before, Moongirl. Your windows are see-through in case you never noticed, especially without your curtains closed," he teases and I blush.

'Holy fuck,' I think.

"Whatever," I say.

I throw his arm off, grab my backpack and shout a goodbye towards my mom. I just hope Luke doesn't destroy my entire bedroom.

I jog towards the Hemmings' house and quietly knock on the door. It's kind of weird, entering the house through the actual door but can you blame? I've been to this mansion a thousand of times and over 90% of them via the ladder.

"Luna, dear, just get in, it's your home today, remember?" I hear Liz as she nears the door and opens them for me. She seems to be tired with the idea already too and it's a little comforting to know she isn't entirely fine with this as well.