disconnected // luke hemmings » au

three

Luke holds the hospital door open for me and I walk through, giving him a small smile as I do so.

I hear it shut behind me and I wait for Luke where his car is parked. 

The doctor told us that my tailbone and ribs are both bruised badly and may take a while to heal, I am just lucky that nothing was broken. I can't say the same about Luke though, as Toby put a small fracture in his nose. 

"I can't help but blame myself." I tell Luke quietly, as we get in his car.

He looks across at me, and I make the mistake of looking at him too.

His nose is already swelling and the skin below his eyes is bruising and swollen too.

"Don't blame yourself. Blame your son of a bitch boyfriend." He says and looks to the road, starting the car.

I sigh. I do love Toby, I don't know why anymore, but I do remember why I fell in love with him.

I always felt at home and safe around Toby, he was the only person I knew when I moved to Australia. Our parents had always been best friends, as Toby's came from London as well. We were kind of forced to be best friends too. Not that I was complaining, I loved having Toby around. 

On my 13th birthday, Toby took me up to the treehouse we had built in the massive tree in his backyard. He told me he had a present for me and handed me a box. I looked in the box but it was empty, I looked back up at Toby, ready to tell him off for tricking me, when he kissed me. 

"Happy birthday, Sienna." He whispered, smiling. 

I don't know whether to cry or smile at the memory, but I do know that five years later, our relationship is a whole different story. 

"Sienna?" I hear Luke saying, forcing the happy memory to leave my thoughts. 

"Hmm?" I reply, suddenly realising how tired I am. 

"Let's play 20 questions." He says, keeping his eyes ahead of him.

"What?" I laugh.

"Please!" He pleads and I laugh harder.

"Okay, fine. You start." I agree.

"Do you live with Toby?" Luke asks softly.

I am shocked that Luke decided to bring him up. "Yeah." I mumble.

"You should move out." He states.

"That wasn't a question, and it's my turn." I say and Luke frowns, but I notice the corners of his mouth turning upwards.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I wonder.

"No. Why are you still with Toby?" He asks and I groan.

"Can we not talk about him?" I rest my head on the window, but quickly remove it when I realise how cold it is. 

Luke sighs. "Why did you move to Australia?" He changes his question.

"My dad got a job here. I moved when I was, like, two. I don't even remember London." I answer casually.

Luke nods while I think of a question for him.

"How old are you?" 

"19. Same question." He responds.

"18. When's your birthday?" I ask.

"July 16. Same question." He says and I laugh.

"Jesus, Luke, try to be at least a little bit original." I joke and he rolls his eyes and laughs. "December 6."