Things I Won't Forget // l.h

Part 13: All about Amanda

Amanda's POV 

I woke up, feeling suprisingly warm, as if summer had just arrived on my bed.

I looked down and saw a long arm snaked around my waist, holy shit. I gasped out loud and flipped my arm to the other side, hitting something hard. 

"Ow Manda, what was that for?" It was Luke. I knew it was him from the sound of his raspy and hot morning voice. It send shivers down my spine. What was Luke doing here? In my bed? Did we-

"Oh fuck. Luke you dick! Why are you in my bed? Why the hell would you take advantage of me when I was drunk? I mean, it's not suprising at all since you did it to-" I lost it, I was sceaming and stabbing my finger on his chest. He still looked wary after all that shouting.

"Whoa, hold on, Mandy. We didn't do anything last night, I brought you some cookies and everyone got drunk and you begged me to sleep with you. All we did was talk and sleep. No sex or anythin." Luke shrugged like it was no big deal, when clearly it was because I would never ask for Luke Hemmings to sleep on the same bed as me. I repeat, never. 

"Shut up, Luke. Don't you think you've caused enough trouble already? You fucking bastard, I don't want you. Haven't I made that clear enough? Apparently I haven't because you're still here. Whe the fuck are you still standing there. Give it up already Luke, what we had was in the past, and you used me like some sex toy just to get to my sister. People have feelings, Luke, and I like mine to be unbroken." We haven't spoken about this in years. I haven't spoken about MY twin sister in years. No one has, because they knew that my depression would come back to me if they did. 

Luke's blue eyes were not so blue anymore. They were dark and filled with emotion. He took a step closer to me and I took a step back, away from him. 

"Amanda, please, I-" He looked so sad. He's back to his old begging ways again, I see.

"Luke. I think I've heard enough. Leave." I pointed to the door and shook my head, making my curls fall out of place.

"But Manda, you-" 

"Leave." I felt the tears filling up my eyes again as Luke opened the door, giving me one last look as he walked out.

And for the first time, it wasn't me who turned away, it was Luke.

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Flashback to Amanda's 18th birthday:

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" Everyone chanted around us as Luke, Michael, Elysia and I filled our plastic red cups with beer and vodka. It was my 18th birthday party, the party which will lead me into womanhood and officially start a new journey in my life, and here I was, dancing and drinking away with all my best buddies. Life has never felt so good. "Aye, Manda," A guy called Zach passed me a cigarette and lit the end up, "Live a little." He said as he placed the cigarrette in my mouth. I inhaled the smoke and somehow it didn't disgust me, it made me giddier. Sam was taking a body shot off Elysia on the table and Luke was in the kitchen, refilling his 10th cup of beer. Michael was leaning against a wall, heavily making out with some random slut and everyone else was either dancing the night away or basically having sex on the floor. By now, I'm pretty sure everyone was high and completely drunk. I giggled, feeling a bit sleepy myself, and I think I dosed off on the couch, next to a couple kissing. 

When I had finally woken up, I looked at the time, which was blurry because I was drunk. It was still 2am, which meant I didn't sleep for very long. I stood up feeling unbalanced as I went to find my bedroom, planning to get some peaceful sleep in there. I stumbled upstairs and I heard loud moans coming from my bedroom, ew. I had to get those people out. "Oh GOD, Luke." A female voice moaned from the bedroom. Luke? My Luke? I kicked the bedroom door open, to find Luke fucking my very own twin sister, Elysia. What the fuck was going on. 

"Elysia? Luke? W-What?" I stuttered, and held the doorframe for balance, because I felt like I was going to faint. My boyfriend just had sex with my twin, on my 18th birthday. And I thought today was gonna be great. 

"Elysia? What? But y-you're-" Luke frowned and looked down at the girl he was making love to, and then back at me. "Amanda? Shit, I had sex with the wrong-" 

I shook my head and walked across to him, slapping his cheek with all my strength. His head was low as he looked up at me, his cheek as red as my dress. "I'm so sorry babe, I didn't know, I-" I pushed him down on the bed and said, "I can't believe you'd do this to me Luke. This was supposed to be my special day. You both wrecked everything. Fuck my life." Tears were streaming down my face, ruining my makeup. But I wouldn't care less. "Amanda, no. Please listen to me, I thought Elysia was you, I didn't know, I was high and-" A loud sob escaped from me as I said to him quietly, "Stop making up excuses Luke, you both deserve each other. Clearly you picked the wrong sister." I heard a sob coming from the edge of the bed, and I saw Elysia looking at me, crying. I hadn't even acknowledged her. I didn't want to look at her. 

"And you," I poked my fingers into her chest, coming extremely close to her, "you're a lying, skank, bitch. You're not my sister." A loud gasp escaped from her perfect lips as she tried to talk but nothing came out. I walked back to the door, 

"You are all nothing to me. Nothing. Consider me done. I'm done, with everything."

That was when Elysia broke down crying again, in the corner of her room, and her eyes were bloodshot from all the tears. I don't give a fuck. Luke came after me, and tried to explain everything, and he was begging his eyes out. But I can't give him what he wants, which is obviously sex. I'd never be good enough for Luke Hemmings. I didn't let him finish his begging, and I walked out with my back turned to them, never going back again, while Luke was still on his knees, crying, with his head in his hands, like he'd just lost everything.

Like how I lost my everything, and it all happened in a matter of hours.