Chapter 15

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The sun shines through his translucent curtains, and I slowly open my eyes, letting them adjust to the objects surrounding me. Clutching the sheet on my chest I look over to a sleeping Luke and smile. Fin. All. Y. I run my hand through my hair, and get up. With the first sheet wrapped around my body, I go downstairs to find my underwear which we had thrown across the room. Memories of last night come to mind, the nails gripping onto skin, the soft grunts coming from Luke, the bed posts banging against the wall...I can't help but smile. It was filled with passion and love, and it made me feel complete inside.  Once I found my underwear I put it on and race back upstairs to be there for when Luke wakes up.

The Sun is brightening the room more as I walk in, but he still is laying there calmly. Carefully, I climb on top of him and kisshis forehead, and his open a smidgen.

"Morning princess," Luke smiles up at me, tracing my cheek bone with his finger.

"When do I need to leave before Nicole gets here?" He chuckles and looks up at me, biting his lip

"You haven't realised yet?" he's met with my confused expression.

"Open the wardrobe door," he instructs and I hop off the bed and open the wardrobe door. Only Luke's clothes. This leads me to study the rest of the room; not a girly thing in sight.

"Wait?" Simultaneously our smiles widen.

"I decided to file for a divorce when we saw you at your dad's party - Jess - we can be together," Luke concludes, and my heart overfills with joy. I need to blink to keep the tears at bay, and I clamber on the bed so I can sit on him again.

"I-I can't..." words fail me. His smile softens and like last night he wipes a tear off my cheek with his thumb.

"Lets just sit here okay? We're fine just sitting here."

And that's what we do.

-

Once we've got changed and finished stuff off from last night (wink wink), I knew it was the right thing to do to get my stuff from my house. Despite Luke's pleas to come with me I told him to stay right here; Joshua is not very forgiving when it comes to men. I don't want to be the reason that he gets hurt. He lends me his car, and its only about half an hour journey but the traffic takes forever. When I finally get there, it takes a lot of bravery and courage to get out the car and open the door with my key.

"Jessica." My head turns to the noise, where Hannah is sitting on the sofa. Her mascara is still marked on her face from when she was crying last night yet it doesn't make me feel guilty at all.

"I'm just here for my stuff, then I'm leaving. Where is he?"

She hiccups, "Looking for you...where did you go?"

"None of your business," I snap, and I take the blanket she's holding onto.

"That's mine. Now are you gonna help me get my stuff in my car or are you just gonna sit there and feel sorry for yourself?" She opted for the help me out option. We collect my stuff in silence, and in quite a short amount of time.

I was just about to pull out of the drive and leave that part of me forever, but Josh steps out in front of my car. With a huff I open the car door and walk over to him.

"Get out of my way, Joshua." He raises an eyebrow at me but doesn't move at all.

"Right now."

"No." My eyes roll. He's always been this bloody stubborn.

"I love you Josh, but I'm sorry, I'm not in love with you- especially what you did with my best friend."

"You love Luke. It all makes sense now; that's where you went last night. Oh god....you slept with him didn't you?" 

"Don't get upset over that, you fucked my best friend!" I say defensively, but now I do realise it was a shitty thing to do. I expect him to get angry; all he does is hug me.

"I'm so sorry," he whispers in my ear, "you deserve happiness okay? You're right, I haven't felt that passion and love for a long time, and I found that if I cheated on you it was the coward thing to do and I am a coward. Take it easy okay?"

"Bye, Josh." I get back into the car, and without Joshua in front of me I get out of the drive and make my way home. 

-

It's a surprise in my system to see my dad and his friends put my stuff in my old room.

"This is weird...sorry but it's true," Luke shrugs and I couldn't help but agree with him. We watch them for a bit without talking, but I want to catch up on stuff we've deprived ourselves of. Standing on my tip toes, I whisper in his ear- "let's go upstairs. We need to finish off what we started this morning."

He grins at me. "I thought this morning was finishing off from last night." I take his hand impatiently and drag him towards his room.

I'm  sure you know what happens next.

-

One month later.

I wake up in the morning, at least around 5ish in a cold sweat. My head began to ache and as soon as I sat up,the feeling of nausea overcomes me and I rush to the bathroom; just in time to throw up in the toilet bowl. When I'm finished I flush the chain and move to the sink, turning on the faucet. The water runs through the cracks in my fingers as I build up as much water as I could to drown my face in it. Something about doing this soothes me somehow, and then it all clicks. My periods late. I have nausea and a headache, and I used to do this action to calm myself when I was...wait, hold up. 

Tip toeing down the stairs I look through the medicine cabinet , where strangely enough I found one there (it was almost as like it was conveniently put there for the purpose of this chapter in my life) and go back upstairs. Reading the instructions I do what it says and I wait 3 minutes on the toilet for the test to determine the results. With shaky hands I turn over the test and I gasp, my instant reaction to throw it across the room. I let out a sob, and collapse onto the floor. My hands....can't stop shaking.

"Jesus Jess, what's wrong?" Luke crouches down beside me and I connect my cheek to his chest. His arms develop me and I sink into them.

"I..I'm pregnant" I cry, huddling into his chest further.

"You're what? You're...oh my god. We're going to be parents?! How can you not be happy-" his smile falters, "Oh...Don't worry Jessica, you can do this. We'll be okay, and so will the baby. We'll be okay, trust me."

And I do.

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Hiii! I've nearly done, just the epilogue left...It will be really messy, and bittersweet indeed, but hopefully it quenches your thirst for closure! See you tomorrow :)

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