Mirrors - A Luke and Jai Brooks Fanfiction

Chapter 18 - Nor Heaven or Hell

Mason Dye is now casted (not sure if that’s a word but I’ll use it anyway) as Jordan Hayford, he is incredibly bloody good looking, look him up and try not to rip out your eyes.

In a good way though.

But I don’t think you can really rip out your eyes in a good way.

But if so go ahead he’s beautiful.

And again, sorry for the wait, I’m on holidays so that basically means everything is not functioning and I cannot be fucking fucked to do anything, and also I haven’t really been in the writing mood lately, it’s just my mind is only focused on Teen Wolf, Dylan O’Brien and Teen Wolf.

You’d think I’d get more social able in the holidays.

Aha no.

And I’ve also added some more people to the cast, they were the best people for the roles I could find.

Anyway, enjoy.

~Skylar xx

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Luke’s POV

I stared blankly at Beau, watching as he helplessly tried to find a way out as the gas began to pour out more and more. I knew there wasn’t a way, so I was just waiting until I blacked out, so I could at least be in peace. “JAI!” Beau screamed, banging on the door, his eyes wild with fear. “JAI GET BACK HERE!” I wanted to tell him it was no use, but he had to keep that last bit of hope that a miracle would happen, even though it was highly unlikely. He then coughed and slid down the wall, his head rolling back onto the hard metal door.

“How could mum do this to us?” I heard him whisper, the gas getting so thick he was beginning to fade away. “Why in your right mind would you do that?” I stayed quiet and shut my eyes, hoping it would all be over soon. There was a bang, before a blinding light shot through the door, a figure now standing there. I heard someone speak, but everything was beginning to shut down, my whole body feeling as if it was floating.  “Aren’t you… kid... from before?” I heard parts of what Beau said, before I had blacked out completely.

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I woke with a startle, to see I was sitting in a clearing, outside of the treacherous room with actual air I could breathe in. “You owe me for this.” I heard an unknown voice say, my head snapping around to see the blonde headed boy who was with Noah, the patch from his eyes gone but the wound still there. Beau was standing next to him, and sighed at his words. “You know we can’t promise that Jordan.” He laughed and ran his hands through his hair, his blue eyes landing on me. “And the princess is awake!” He smirked, Beau pushing him out of the way and kneeling next to me. “You alright?” I nodded. “Yeah, you know apart from all that poisonous gas getting into my lungs, the blood loss, my psychotic brother on the loose again and the extreme fear of knowing our crazed uncle is after us, i’m fine.”

Jordan cracked a smile, looking much different than he did the first time I had set eyes on him. “He’s one of us,” Beau said, obviously reminding me. “And he seems to be friendly enough, but he’s bipolar, so I’m not sure what to do with him.” Jordan stepped forward, about to speak when voices were heard in the distance, him quickly grabbing our arms and dragging us out of the way before two figures stood where we once were. “How can they just be gone Lottie? You can’t just disappear from a place like that, even if you have their luck!” She stayed quiet and stared at the ground, looking way better than she once had. “I don’t know dad, they were just gone.”