Young Love (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 8

"Hi" he said

"Hi Luke, look I don't want too be around you if your gonna be this way I just can't take being around an asshole all the time!"

"Steph just shut the fuck up already I just came here too talk!"

That's when things go really deep.

"LUKE THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE AND YOU CAN GET THE FUCK OUT!"

thank god my parents were out that night I think they would of killed me!

"STEPH, JUST PLEASE FUCKING GET OUT OF MY LIFE I HATE YOU! WHY DONT YOU KILL YOURSELF!"

I felt my heart crack then break into pieces feeling as if my face was as red as crimson.

"WHY BE LIKE THIS!?"

"STEPH I DONT FUCKING KNOW I JUST-"

I cut him off.

"WELL YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO WANTS NE DEAD AND I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT EVERYWHERE I MOVE THERES ALWAYS A FUCKING ASSHOLE LIKE YOU!"

I ran into my bathroom and slammed the door shut.

I slid against the door bawling not caring what he is saying too me.

"STEPH LET ME IN NOW, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN THERE!?"
he took a pause.

"STEPH" Then he kicked the door three good times.

"Please- j-just go away"
I said finally

There was a good silence for a moment I guess he left, so decided too take a look in the mirror.

I looked terrible eyes stained red and tears falling down.

I just couldn't stop crying, I knew only one thing would work.

Cutting.

I grabbed the shiny silver and placed it against my skin making about 10-15 red dark lines.

I looked at my wrist, bleeding.

I then stood up to clean my arm the red liquid then washing down the drain.

I cleaned up and went out too my room too find Luke sitting there on my bed.

"Luke?"
I said so quietly not wanting to break the decent silence.

"Steph, I know what you were doing in there"
Luke finally said.

Shit.

"What?"

"Let me see them, please"

Luke grabbed my wrists, looking pissed and hurt at the same time as if he was going to cry.

"Why?"
He said

"Luke I-"

"Shhh, it's okay"

He just grabbed my waist pulling me into him so that I started hugging him for a while.

"Dance with me Steph"

"What" I laughed at him

"C'mon dance with me"

"Okay"

He played 'Miserable at Best' by Mayday Parade.

~ Katie don't cry I know, your trying your hardest and the hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared Ocala is calling you know it's haunting bit compare too your eyes nothing shines quite as bright but when they look too the sky it's night mine but I want it so.....~

It went on and we danced which felt like hours.

"Steph let's talk okay?"

"Alright"

"So why do you do this? I thought you seemed different"

Luke states looking at my wrists with disappointment.

"Because it's stops me from crying and helps me escape those thoughts if you know what I mean?"

"Oh, I am sorry just please try for me and don't do this anymore okay I know it's hard trust me I've Been there"

"Okay, I'll try for you!"

And what did he mean by "I've been there"?

"Thanks babe you'll get through this and Steph?"

"Yea?"

"Can I stay over?"

"I don't care dork"

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Through the whole night Luke and I cuddled I felt safe next too him and I feel like he is the one for me even though that might sound cheesy it true!!.

But really what 17 year old would date a 13 year old?