Send Nudes // l.r.h

good luck charm

"So, this is it?"

Cristina could only nod her head since she was unable to get out the words she wanted to say.

What she had planned in her mind, which was much more harsh than she wanted, was 'Yes Luke, don't ever talk to me again and please forget about me completely.  Fuck you.'

But then again, she would always have a spot in her heart for this giraffe.  He was her first love, and that's something she couldn't deny.

"Yeah."

That was all she was able to croak out before they both completely broke.  Through the tears, they both tried apologizing because they felt horrible for making one another feel the way they did.

"I'm sorry, Cristina."

"No Luke, I'm sorry.  Sorry that I let it go on this long."

Cristina hung up the phone, not being able to take it any longer.  Neither could Luke.

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Luke was sitting on the bathroom counter in their hotel room.  He was just staring at his phone, more specifically the background, which was still a picture of Cristina.  Even through all their arguments, he never changed it.

He would stare at that picture for motivation and luck before shows.  She was his good luck charm, whether she knew it or not.  

Then Luke did the unexpected.

He smashed his phone on the ground, placing his face into his hands as he cried harder than he ever has.

Michael came running into the bathroom after hearing the phone smash, immediately seeing Luke and bringing him into a hug.  He continued to hug him as Luke quietly would explain between sobs.

Luke was almost okay when Arzaylea walked in.  She looked to Luke with concern and confusion, asking what was wrong.

Luke pulled away from Michael, turning to face Arzaylea.

"We're done, you can leave now."

Michael and Arzaylea both exchanged looks before questioning Luke.

"What?  Luke, shouldn't you talk to our manager first?"

He shook his head, going into the bedroom and packing up one of his bags.  

"Nope, it's over.  Our fans would like it more if I was single anyways, so why not?  Your work here is done, Arzaylea.  Go home."

Michael walked over next to Luke.

"Dude, what are you talking about?  I get you're sad or angry, or something because of what just went down between Cristina and you, but that's no excuse for acting like this.  What are you packing for?  You can't seriously be going to see her."

Luke zipped up the bag, standing up straight now.

"She's the girl I love and I want to be with.  Why do I have to pretend to be with someone for the public eye when I actually like someone else?  What difference is it going to make if I just get a different girlfriend?  I'm going to see her, and that's that.  I'll tell our manager later, and if he doesn't like that, oh well."

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