A New Selection (a selection fanfic) {complete}

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The next day

"Wake up Ann!" I hear Eliza shout. "Eliza I'm up!" I shouted. I pulled the covers off me and walked into the bathroom.

I walked back out after my shower and saw Eliza holding up a dress that looks like Sandra would wear. "Annabelle we have to get you ready but we are going to use a blind fold," Willow told me.

After an hour and a half I was ready. I think. "3,2,1," Willow chanted before removing the blindfold. I opened my eyes and was greeted with tech most amazing dress ever. "This is about showy don't ya think?" I asked touching the butterflies on my stomach.

I walk out into the corridor to be greeted with footsteps going down the stairs. I freeze because it's Luke. I slip off my high heels and creep down the stairs after him. He turns a corner and spots me. He raises his eyebrows. "What are you wearing?" He asks. I smile. "Ask my maids," I laugh. He smiles widely. I walk up to him and rap my arms around his neck. "I've missed you," I say resting my head on his chest. "I've missed you too," he whispered. "Do you wanna skip breakfast?" He asks. I nod. He grabs my hand and we run up the stairs to the top floor. "Don't tell anyone what I'm about to show you," he whispered in my ears. He opens the black double doors to reveal a bedroom that could fit a football team inside.

"Luke...why am I here?" I asked stepping into his bedroom. "Look I..." He stated but cut himself off when he saw a figure sitting on the bed. "Grandad," he breathed out.
"Hello Luke," Sir Clarkson said.
"Annabelle can you go down to your room," Luke asked not looking at me. I nodded and left. I walked down the stairs feeling lost and alone inside.

An hour and a half later I was standing on my balcony when suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Come in," I said. I heard wobbly footsteps come in and come behind me. The person wrapped their arms around my waist. I turned to see a sweating Luke. I touched his forehead and he didn't have a temperature. He smiled sadly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he screamed like I had stabbed him. "Luke?" I asked. He pulled away and sat on my bed. He lied back. "Are you ok?" I asked standing over him. He nodded but I knew he wasn't. I pulled on his arms and he let out another tiny scream. When he was standing I looked on the bed to find blood on the bed. "Luke!" I shouted. He looked at the ground. I shook my head. "Please take your jacket off and...your t-top," I told him nervously. "Why?" He whispered/asked. "I want to help," I said touching his cheek. He nodded. He took his jacket off. Then turned around. "Oh god Luke," I started to cry. He turned to me with his top undone. He hugged me. "I'm fine," he whispered. I pulled away. I practically had to rip his top off him. "Luke this isn't fine," I said. He huffed and turned to me. He pulled me close and kissed me. I pulled away. "What are they?" I asked.
"My Grandad wiped me...he also wiped my Dad," he said.

After I cleaned him up we went to see Maxon and America. Luke knocked on the door and America answered it. She was wearing a dress covered in blood. "Luke," she said.
"Mum he did it to me and um...Annabelle knows," Luke said putting a hand around my shoulder and pulling me into his chest. She let us in the room. I saw Maxon asleep on the bed. "He lost a lot of blood," I heard America whisper to Luke. "I would've but I had Belle," I heard him whisper back. The butterflies in my stomach stared off again. Maxon began to stir. "Annabelle and Luke do you mind leaving?" America asked. We shook our heads. Luke motioned me to him. He held out his arm out to me and I took it. "We should check your bandages," I told him. He nodded. "I have some in my room," he said.
I have to keep a secret AND I'm falling for the prince big time. Wait isn't Luke supposed to be avoiding me?