The Luke Brooks Diaries

Chapter 3: Just A Little Fun

Jai’s POV:

“Bye James,” I shouted as I walked toward the front door, waving, “and thanks for the ride.”

It was nearly 2am and my brothers and I were just getting back from the club. We entered the front door being sure not to wake our mum and headed to our rooms.

“Dibs on first shower,” Beau announced.

“Fine,” I said rolling my eyes as I followed Luke into the bedroom we shared.

I plopped down onto my bed leaning up on one elbow as Luke sat on the desk chair in the middle of the room on his phone.

“So what was up with you getting high tonight,” I asked Luke, who didn’t seem interested in talking, “I thought you hated drugs. You always said they were disgusting.”

Luke looked up from his phone, “I don’t know,” he replied half-hassardly with a shrug, “just had a bad day and wanted to have a little fun and I actually did for the first time in weeks.”

Luke was always a pretty carefree guy, but it still worried me when he did this sort of stuff. All his life he had never dealt with stress or pressure all that well and a lot of times, he would do things without thinking when he was in any type of stressful of situation. Haters, and even fans hating on us, were the newest stressors that Luke seemed to be struggling with, so I was almost positive that this must have the cause of his “bad day.”

“Does that mean you’re gonna do it again, then?” I asked.

“I don’t know, maybe. I mean I didn’t really like the feeling, but I also didn’t think about the crappy day I had had once all night. It was like a little escape, ya know?” Luke replied, looking back down at his phone by this point.

I was about to reply when I heard the bathroom door open.

“I’m next,” Luke announced hopping up from his chair and already heading out the door before I could reply.

“Well that was kind of a pointless talk,” I thought to myself as I swung my legs over the side of the bed to sit up. I got up and went over Beau’s room where I knocked on the door. Even if only by a few years, Beau was still my older brother, so I thought maybe I could talk to him about Luke. Even if we couldn’t help Luke, I was hoping that talking to Beau would at least give me some peace of mind.

“Come in,” I heard Beau’s voice from the other side of the door. I pushed the door open to see Beau pulling a pair of Adidas shorts on over his boxers, clearly just having finished getting dressed after his shower.

“What’s up,” Beau greeted me.

“What do you think about Luke joining the smoke circle tonight?” I asked as I shut the door behind me and leaned up against it.

“Luke’s just an idiot, you know that,” Beau replied shaking his head.

“True,” I said with a chuckle, “but you know he’s even more of an idiot when he’s stressed and the hating’s been rough on him lately.”

“Have you tried talking to him?” Beau asked.

“Keyword: Tried,” I replied, “he wasn’t much into talking about it.”

“This drama will pass soon enough and Luke’ll be back to his old self,” Beau said has he sprawled out on his bed. “Now if you don’t mind, I have some personal business to take care of, if you know what I mean.” Beau said with a wink.

“You fucker,” I said with a laugh as I turned and left the room. Ew, I hoped he was kidding, even though I knew he probably wasn’t. Luke still wasn’t out of the shower as I headed back into my bedroom. That bitch always took the longest showers. I changed into some comfier clothes and got into bed. “I’ll just take a shower in the morning,” I figured as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

** The Next Day**

Luke’s POV:

It was just another day – getting hated on as the boys and I tried to make a video for our fans. It was nearly 6pm and it had taken me almost all day to finish the editing, but it was finally done and I smiled to myself as the “Successful Upload” message appeared on our Youtube page.

I loved posting new videos for the fans because I knew how much it meant to some of them – I had even met fans that refused to ever close our Youtube channel for fear that they would miss an update. And it felt amazing, but even with all the love and support we had from our fans the haters were still starting to weigh on me more and more.  I even questioned if some of our so called “fans” even really liked us – they could be so harsh.

As my emotions started to flare again, I couldn’t help but think back to last night about how great of a high the marijuana had given me – I wanted to go back to that place where everything around me was a different world and I could just relax for once. The positive and negative responses for the video were already streaming in through Twitter and Youtube and with each hater comment I saw, despite all of the positive comments mixed in, I couldn’t help but feel myself wishing I could feel as numb as I had when I was high.

I finally closed the laptop, annoyed and wanting to escape. I pulled out my phone and texted Aaron.

‘Hey Aaron, wanna hang out for a bit?” I wrote and hit send.

“Sure,” Aaron replied back quickly, “I’ll head over to your house.”

“Okay and bring some weed,” I wrote, hesitating for just a minute, debating if I should actually press send. But then all the negative emotions came flooding back and suddenly I had no doubt in my mind about what I want to do. SEND. I pressed the button and watched as the message showed up in our conversation.

“Seriously?” Aaron wrote back.

“Yeah lol,”I replied.

“Alright,” Aaron wrote back, “but you’re in charge of getting the lighter.”

“Got it,” I answered as I sat back in my seat. I could already feel my stress level going down.