Ch. 8
| Noreen's pov |
I sit on the couch, thinking about all of this then my phone rings. I take it out of my pocket and I see it's my dad calling. I shouldn't pick it up but something tells me I should. I leave the living room and answer the phone.
"Noreen, get back home now." He says harshly.
"No." I say.
"You ask for it Noreen! You come home now and it won't be as bad."
I shake my head, it's always bad, and he never changes his word. It won't be as bad and if I do listen I know that it will be terrible. I don't answer and I see Luke looking at me.
"You'll hurt me." I say.
"Honey..."
"Don't honey me! You just hit me and you expect me to come back home?"
I hang up and the tears threaten to come streaming down again. I bite my lip to hold in my cry, and go back into the living room. I sit down on the couch, but I no longer want to be here.
"What happened to having detention, Luke?" I ask changing the topic.
"I ditched it." He says softly.
I sniffle and lay down. The boys go off to do whatever, but Luke stays.
"He always calls everyone else evil, when he's the real evil one." I say.
Luke doesn't say anything and I turn my body so I'm looking up at him. He doesn't look like the awkward, innocent Luke I was just with in Michael's car. His eyes are dark and he sits slouched with his elbows on his knees and his hands on both sides of his face, like he's thinking. I study him in the way that his body is tense but relaxed at the same time. The way that if I were to softly touch him he would be alarmed but quickly calm down because it's me.
I sit up and I have the urge to sit closer to him, but I stop myself."Sometime when you have a wicked soul you look for others to blame, so you don't feel as evil anymore." He finally says.
I nod understanding, but he still doesn't look at me. Why does he remind me of someone? A voice more so. I was walking out a carnival and someone called wait, I'm not sure if it was directed towards me, but I turned back anyway. I saw nothing, I was hoping for something. It suddenly clicks, it was him. It was Luke. I feel like we have something to share, something that connects us, but in way that we shouldn't get closer than we already are.
I sigh and he finally turns towards me. His eyes search me and I wipe away my tears. I know he wants to get closer but he keeps his distant. His eyes meet mine and even feeling like we're million miles apart I can still see the darkness in his eyes. I get up and look for Calum."When you decide to go back, make him feel like shit." Luke calls after me.
I don't turn around and just stare forward at the white wall of the dining room. I nod slowly and continue to look for Calum. I walk up the stairs and look around the second floor. Where did they all go? Why did they just disappear when my father called and why was Luke the only one to stay? I hear a soft voice and I walk until it becomes louder.
"I just don't know Ashton, from what Luke has told me, she can't get close."
It's Calum's voice. I never heard him talk in such a serious tone, it scares me slightly.
"That's why she's staying with you, only for a day or two, then she'll go back home." Ashton replies.
"With her father, you guys don't know Noreen like I do, this happens often, but this is the first time she came to us for help, and not Tracy."
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