Let Go

Chapter 9

Chapter 9~

"What'll you think they'll say?" Luke runs a hand through his hair nervously. He still sits in his position at the foot of my bed. I shrug my shoulders.

Friends.

Friends is good, right?

I glance up at him, my eyes skim down to his lips. Our eyes lock and then we both look away.

Something is pulling me towards him, like a magnet. My eyes flutter over him, but my mind screams at me, reminding me of the party. My palms start to sweat a little.

Am I nervous about trusting Luke, or am I nervous about how I feel about Luke?

I pull the blankets off my body and stand up. My muscles are tired and my head aches slightly. I bring a hand to my forehead and my foot lurches forward as I get lightheaded.

Luke stands up and lays his hands on my midsection, steadying me. His touch makes me jump slightly.

"I- uh- thanks." I mumble, avoiding his eyes. The look on his face is agonizing me. It's guilt. It's sadness. It's frustration and it's disappointment.

A small warmth lingers where he touched me.

I feel his eyes still on me, and my breathing speeds up. I force my feet to move towards the door. Asher and Matt are leaning against the half wall, talking. They hear me open the door and look my way.

"Hey." Asher smiles lightly.

I hope my smile doesn't look too forced as I walk out of my room.

It's time to mend.. I tell myself.

"Want some breakfast?" I ask anybody. Luke walks out of my room. Asher and Matt exchange a look.

"You don't have to make anything. We can go pick something up if you want." Asher suggests. I shake my head.

"It's okay, I can make something." I say, making my way down the stairs. I can feel the tension among the brothers behind me. I walk into the kitchen. Asher and Matt sit at the bar, and Luke leans against the counter.

You know, some girls would kill to be me right now, literally. Girls at my school dream about having an Obenham boy in their house- let alone three, but I wish I was anybody else right now. I wish I was far far away in a whole different town. Maybe even a whole different state.

I grab the eggs out of the fridge and watch the butter melt quickly in the pan. As I turn to get a spatula I see Matt glaring at Luke, Luke is staring at the floor, and Asher is watching me.

Anger bubbles inside me. Matt has no reason to be mad, he did this. I want Matt to see that Luke and I can be okay, even after what he did.

Can we really be okay though?

"Can you help me, Luke?" I ask, all the guys look up at me.

"Um, sure." Luke replies. I hand him a package of bacon from the fridge and manage a small smile. As I take the eggs out of the pan Luke starts to lay some bacon in it.

He's close to me. He's not touching me, but he's close enough that I can feel the rush in my body. I can feel my heartbeat speed up. I watch his hands, but my eyes slide up his body and to his face. He catches me staring. A smile sneaks his way onto his lips, and I find one on mine too.

It's genuine. His smile and mine, they're real for a change, and for a single moment, I'm happy again. I'm happy because I'm with Luke again.

Matt coughs awkwardly and I snap out of my thoughts. I look away from Luke and glance over at them.