chapter 14
holy shit.
luke is innocent?
oh my god.
it all makes sense.
the way luke acts around ashton.
it just all fits in somehow.
ashton had been using luke to get away with murder.
but why?
luke didn't like getting manipulated.
maybe ashton is holding a grudge or something.
i need to talk to luke.
i might of found a reasonable answer but i needed to know for sure what was going on.
i walked down stairs and kissed mikey and calum goodbye, not caring if i ruined their game.
"where ya going?" ashton smiled at me.
is he seriously pretending that nothing had ever happened between us?
well, if he is, thanks calum.
"none of your business." i blinked.
"that's a bit harsh." he scrunched up his nose.
"bye, ashton." i smiled and left the house.
"so much for trying..."
i basically sprinted back to my appartment, not even taking the elevator or bothering to knock on the door.
i walked into my appartment and it was dark, and smelled like vomit and period blood.
ew, i know.
"luke?" i spoke in a hushed tone, honestly scared.
"who is that?" he shouted from my room, voice deep and croaky.
"it's me, sydney." i whispered.
"oh..." he mumbled coming out of my room.
i wanted so badly to hug him and kiss his soft, sweet lips. but i couldn't.
we stared at each other for a while, like we haven't seen each other in years.
we starred at how our bodies had become scrawny, our skin pale, lips chapped, hands cold, even after a day and a half in this mess.
"what happened in here?" i sighed.
"you happened, sydney anne." he touched my hand and i winced at his touch.
"i haven't stopped crying. i can't stop thinking of you. i'm in love sydney. with you. i fucking love you. i've tried to kill myself and i've been drinking. i've done drugs. all in a day without you. a day. a single day. 24 hours. is that even possible? i don't know. what i do know, is that i, luke robert hemmings, am in love with you, sydney anne garcia. "
"you're innocent aren't you." i avoided the previous conversation.
"i killed those people, sydney. i'm anything but innocent." he closed his eyes.
"ashton killed them." i said.
"i killed them, murdered them. set fire to my own house." luke repeated.
"you didn't." i gasped, tears froming in my eyes. "please be honest with me."
"if honesty is what you want." luke sighed.
"i killed them, sydney. stop being in denial... and don't think that i didn't notice you avoided my confession." he scoffed, "i know you don't feel the same, you'd be crazy if you said you where in love with me."
"call me crazy." i held his hand as he looked at my face.
"what?" he held a small smile.
"i'd be crazy for being in love with you, but lucky for you, crazy is just what i am." i pulled him in for a hug.
"i love you sydney." he made the kissy noise.
"i love you too lucas." i kissed his lips.
"you taste like weed, tabaco, and vodka." i giggled into his shirt.
"you taste like ice cream." he kissed my forehead.
"but please.... be honest with me, what does ashton have to do with this?" i bit my lip.
"nothing. ash doesn't have shit to do with this." he scowled.
"you're lying." i clenched my jaw.
"how would you know? are you dr. phil or some shit? am i the father?" he chuckled and i rolled my eyes at his lame joke.
"i overheard him talking to cal and mikey. something about you covering for him." i recalled.
"i don't know what you're talking about." he mumbled and walked away.
"yes you do luke. it's so obvious. why can't you tell me?" i questioned.
"because this has nothing to do with you."
"this has everything to do with me. so if you don't fucking tell me right now, i'll find out somewhere else." i said walking towards the door.
luke turned at me and paused for a second, like if he was gonna tell me, but just ended up walking into my room.
so i left.
and trust me, i'm gonna figure this shit out whether they like it or not.
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okay so um
idk
the plot twist will be soon
so just wait till the next couple of chapters and shit will really go down.
I've typed shit so many times I just
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