Broken Tears

Chapter 2 - FLASHBACK

   The day my eyes met Luke's I thought was the best day of my life. He made me feel something I had never felt before. our relationship was what someone would call perfect. We hardly ever fought, he was always there for me. Everything was perfect, or so I thought.

   The day he met my family we were both a nervous wreck. I wanted them to like him as much as I did, and he didn't want to blow it. He hit it off with my brothers and parents, especially my dad. They talked about football and basketball for hours. After that night I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders, they all liked him, they really really liked him. I'd even come home from being with my friends or shopping and occasionally Luke would be at my house with my dad watching sports. They grew attached to each other.

   A month after Luke and I started dating my grandfather died unexpectedly. It was a horrible time for my family, I delt with it so hard. He was my rock when I was younger. There had been nights id cry myself to sleep on Luke's chest, knowing he was there made it better. He never judged my ugly crying or the few extra pounds I gained from eating all the chocolate in sight. He was a dream come true.

   After things settled and I came to terms with everything, things started to look up. He would take me on cute dates, we would go 4 wheeler riding and sometimes we would just go cruising down a country road. I thought that's what the rest of my life would consist of. I didn't care what I did as long as it was with him.

   After weeks and weeks of being inseparable I had to go on vacation with my family. It was a mini vacation since it was in March, but I was ready to get away from this town for awhile, even if it meant leaving Luke for a couple days.

   We communicated every day. Every day I was there we probably sent 500 texts throughout the day. He would call me randomly, just to tell me I'm beautiful or that he loved me. We were in love, there was no denying that.

   The night that I got back he was waiting at the airport along with my grandma to pick us up. He explained to my parents that we all wouldn't of been able to ride in my grandmas truck so he came along to take a few of us back home. My grandma pointed out that there were 4 available seats, but there were 5 of us. My dad told me I could ride to the house with Luke and he could stay because my mom was going to make dinner.

   On the ride home with Lukas by ourselves, I felt something, a connection. I had never been so happy to see another persons face than I was when I walked around the corner and saw him flawless face with the most exciting smile on it. He held my hand the whole way home, like he always did in the past.

   It started getting late and Luke's mom had been blowing up his phone. I walked him to his truck and he opened the door. He turned around and grabbed me by my waist. He kissed my lips so gently. He grabbed my hand and placed it over his heart. "Do you feel that?" He whispered and all I could do is nod. "You make my heart do that."

   Weeks and weeks went by and everything seemed to be perfect until Luke started to get distant. He said he was just stressed because of school and baseball but he had never let anything in between us before. Id call him and sometimes it'd take him two days to get back to me. He started to not answer texts either, and if he did it was always "Hey, sorry. Can't talk right now I'm busy. Ttyl" he never explained anything. It continued for weeks. I would just continue to brush it off, because I loved him.