The Devil Behind Blue Eyes

Chapter 2

     I wake up and notice I'm on my bed... That's weird, I don't remember going to sleep, I thought to myself. 

     Suddenly, I turn around and there is Luke standing beside my bed, just staring at me intently. It frightened me so much, that I let out a loud scream. Obviously he knew I was now awake. He instantly pulled me into a hug.

     "Katie, I heard what happened! The funeral home tried calling me last night, but I didn't pick up, so they left a message on my voicemail telling me what happened and that they would call you next. I'm sorry you had to hear about this the hard way."

     I couldn't reply. I had nothing to say to that. I tried with all of my left over strength to squirm out of his grasp.

     He told me to get dressed, and that he would make us breakfast in the kitchen. As soon as he closed my bedroom door, a million different thoughts ran through my mind. But the one that stuck out to me the most was why Luke wasn't freaking out that someone had stolen his own sister's dead body in the middle of the night at a funeral home!

     The more I thought about it, the angrier I became at him. For everything, for calling me instead of 911 when he found Laura dead, for running out of the funeral home leaving me there, for lying to me about him going to work... FOR EVERYTHING!

     I slipped on a florally skirt with a black tank top and a stretchy black belt to make it appear as a dress. I slipped on a pair of navy blue Abercrombie flip flops and I made my way downstairs. As I walked into the kitchen I could smell bacon cooking. I was so used to the smell because my parents used to make bacon and scrambled eggs every Sunday for breakfast. But it didn't smell like the usual delicious bacon smell... right now in my mind it smelled of burning flesh. I forced myself to eat a few pieces, but I refused to eat anything else. 

     Every time Luke tried talking to me I would just simply nod and turn my head away. It didn't take that long to figure out something was up.

     "Listen Katie, I know that you're still really upset about Laura's death, but it doesn't mean you have to take it out on me! I mean it's not that-"

     "It's not that Luke," I interrupted.

     Panic seemed to light up in his eyes. And soon anger took over.

     "Why did you run out of the funeral home yesterday, leaving me there with nothing? And you didn't even come back to get me? And you're telling me not to overreact!"

     His apology seemed fake. I could tell he didn't mean it and he was trying to hide the anger building up inside of him for no reason.

     "I'm sorry Laura, I shouldn't have done that, I was stupid," he replied.

     "Well, that wasn't the only stupid thing you did," I remarked quite rudely.

     "Ugh, what now?!" he yelled as he slammed his fists onto the table.

     What's wrong with him, I thought to myself. He never gets angry like this... something's up.

     "Why haven't you been showing up to work for the past week? Why'd you lie to me??"

     "HOW THE HELL DID YOU FIND OUT?" he screamed.

     Luke was now infuriated. I had never ever seen him like this before!!!

     "Well, I called your boss to tell him that you wouldn't be coming in for the rest of the week, but he said that you have been missing for the WHOLE WEEK and you haven’t even called him up to say why!"

     "DID I ASK YOU TO DO THAT?"

     "Well no, but why would you go to work right after your own sister died. And why are you getting so angry and defensive, ARE YOU HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME LUKE?" I yelled.

     I instantly regretted saying that...

     "WHAT THE FUCK KATIE. GO BURN AND DIE IN HELL. STAY OUT OF MY FUCKING BUSINESS, BECAUSE YOU'RE JUST AN INSIGNIFICANT AND WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!! EVERYTHING WOULD BE BETTER OFF IF YOU WERE NEVER IN MY LIFE!”

     And with that he got up and punched a hole in my kitchen wall. He then stormed out and slammed the door behind him. The house literally shook.

     Oh how I wanted to go chase after him. But I was completely devastated. After Luke had betrayed me... nothing else in my life mattered anymore. 

     I instantly got up and went to the drawer. I then pulled out the sharpest knife I had.

     This is it, I thought to myself. I’m going to kill myself. These will be the final moments of my life...

But then a flashback ran through my mind, and it was almost like I could her Laura talking to me. I could hear the words she used to tell me. I remembered when she said, “Katie don’t ever give up, no matter what. Be the Katie I actually know and keep on going,” she had said when I didn’t make the travel soccer team in my freshman year. Or when I caught my Ex Jason cheating on me with the head cheerleader. Or when my on Father had died, and my mom left me here to live upstate with some new guy she found. My mother had never cared about me, only my father had. And what good was it now that he was dead?

But Laura wasn’t one of those friends who would let me go home to cry to myself and dig into a carton of cookie dough ice cream. She would always take me somewhere, to make me forget about everything, and she would motivate me every single time I was down. She in fact had never let me down. And I wasn’t about to let her down by taking my own life. 

I dropped the knife. I was ashamed of myself for even thinking of using that to kill myself. I decided I was gonna call up Stevi and ask her if she wanted to go to the CityPlace Shopping Plaza tomorrow with some other friends. It would hopefully relieve some of the stress if I bought myself something nice. 

Just as I went to pick up the phone, I heard a loud scream coming from outside of my house. I look out the window in a panic to see a little girl run over on the street; a pool of blood starting to surround her body. What kind of idiot could have run over an innocent child??? WHAT KIND OF FUCKING SICKO WOULD DO THAT???

I look at the car to see that’s it’s not just any idiot’s car.... IT’S LUKE’S!!!