Those Three Words - (Beau Brooks / Luke Brooks Fanfiction)

Chapter Forty Two - Don't Lie To Me

Isabella's POV

We were only a couple of minutes away from the sushi restraunt after we stopped to talk about Harry. She looked so hurt and distressed and it was such torture not knowing what was going on.

"Hey girls, over here!" Becca waved as we entered. It was so empty, but that's lucky for me because I was starving.

It sounds weird but I kind of felt alone without Beau, after splitting from him I feel like I need him with me at all times or I would lose him again.

"Hey Bec" I waved to her, but when we approached her I noticed something. "Is that Luke's backpack?" It was sat on the stool next to her.

"Er... Yeah it is." She looked around, I think she was avoiding eye contact with me. "He... He is..."

"Becca, don't lie to me?"

"Him and Beau, may have had a tiny... Fight..." Her voice trailed off as I felt tears burn at my eyes. I swear to god, if this is over me again, I will personally smack both of their selfish heads together.

"Are you alright Bella?" Lauren asked, oblivious as to why I was crying. Lauren was completely unaware of everything that has happened with me and Luke, actually saying that, so was Becca.

"I need to go and speak to him."

"What? Why-"

"Just let me go and talk to him." I jogged to the men's restroom and opened the door slightly, getting a horrible whiff of 'man'.

"Luke?!" I called for him, there was no answer. "Luke! Are you in here?" I tried again. 'Mmm' he groaned in response. I turned the corner to the sinks and saw him stood looking at himself in the mirror, full of blood. "What happened? Are you okay?" I ran over to him, throwing my arms around his injured body.

He pulled away, flinching slightly.

"I'm fine." He was about to walk out of the bathroom before I stopped him.

"What's going on?" I asked and he stayed facing away from me.

"I'm sure the girls already told-"

"Not with you two. With us?" I said, interrupting him. He slowly turned to face me, his face full of sympathy.

He didn't answer me for at least 10 seconds, but his face looked angrier.

"Why don't you ask your boyfriend?" He then turned away and stormed out of the bathroom, before slamming the door shut. The sound of the door hitting the wood actually made me flinch.

It took me about a minute to process what's just happened. So I was really happy with my boyfriend one minute, next minute I'm sad because of everything with Lauren, then next minute I'm angry and I don't even know why.

I sighed and made my way out of the toilet, hoping to find Luke out there but to my luck he left.

"Where did he go?" I asked the girls but they stayed quiet. "What the fuck's going on?!" I screamed gaining me a few dirty looks from around the room. When I was about to leave the restraunt, I felt someone grab my shoulder.

"I think we need to talk Bella.."

I turned to find Becca giving me sympathetic eyes, but I wasn't buying it. I didn't say anything, I just sighed and made my way back to the table.

"I know this probably isn't the best time to bring this up and I should have told you sooner, but I was scared of what you would-"

"Cut the bullshit Becca." I rudely interrupted her.