Blue//LRH

21)The Talk 1.0

        We are back home now. I would have expected to be talking things out with Luke but of course my dad didn't forget about the chat he wanted us to have. I sit their listening to his speech about how since Jacklyn is here now we can really start a bond. And once they have the kids, oh and my favourite, continue life as normal. Newsflash! THATS WHAT WE HAVE BEEN DOING. I just tell him I know, I love him, willing to try, and head upstairs to my room.

I walk in and see Luke laying on my bed, facing the ceiling and throwing a ball in the air continuously.

"Luke. Can we talk now?" My voice quiet but audible.

"Please" his voice sounding desperate.

"Look, you have been-" the sudden pause due to him interrupting me.

"No. None of this shit. Look our problem is you didn't like the way I told you straight to your face your not allowed to go out to Paris for school and got upset, but we never talked and just let it slide and it led to bigger problems and now we're here. Now this is how we're gonna fix it-"

"Luke. Shut up."

He looks a little taken back from my serious tone of voice. His eyes soften after I start to approach him. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into a hug. He hugs back with hesitance.

"Why?"

"Why I'm hugging you or why I told you to shut up?"

"Both."

"I said shut up because i wanted your undivided attention when I hugged you. I'm hugging you because i don't think you understand how much I A, found that attractive, and B, selfless, considerate and respectful that was."

"What was?"

"Your maturity. You said this is our problem and this is how we are gonna handle it. By doing you that avoided the fighting but not the problem and not many 16 year olds do something that mature. Thank you."

"I mean, no problem. Thank you. I'm not that mature just rather a gentlemen."

I role my eyes and shake me head.

"Ok Luke."

"But back to the problem. I honestly said you're not allowed to go to Paris because i was selfish and I didn't want you far away from me, you had every right to be upset about that. I love you so much and respect your decision for wherever you wanna go to school just keep me in your mind when your choosing. I'm really sorry and that was all on me."

"Luke, thank you. It's ok I'd never go to school so far from everyone anyway, it's just a little hurtful in the moment knowing you didn't think about what I wanted. Thank you for clearing that up but you know what's really bugging me."

"Eyes?"

"Yes"

"We'll get to that later."

"Fine. In the morning why were you so pissed?"

"I was really moody because i didn't sleep well and plus, it was your birthday trip and so far we didn't do anything you wanted to do. So I felt guilty and i started thinking to much and felt worse and took it out on you. I'm sorry. Again, my fault."

I just chuckle because he is taking the blame for everything that was truly his fault. I can't believe how different he is though. I remember when {chapter 2 }he told me he liked me and I said 'I'm no good for you' and I'm starting to think he isn't good for me. He is the one who overthinks and then takes out his feelings. It's like when I look at him I look at who I thought I was. Like a mirroring image.... Maybe that's what happened that night in Paris. I was looking for the emotion I would show him. It wasn't Luke's eyes I was looking at. It was his heart. But it's too locked up.

Everything is started to come back to me. When he only remembered Zoey after his minor memory lose, when he said he felt blue, broken by a lover. Everything is coming to my head making me picture a totally different person than Luke himself. Maybe he is the one who needs fixing.