The Only Reason (5SOS)

VII. Rescue

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Copyright © 2014 Makayla B.

rescue (noun): recovery or preservation from loss or danger

-Jess's POV-

It's been a whole hour since Luke disappeared without a trace. He hadn't answered any of my texts or calls. I couldn't help but feel uneasy and skeptical. I searched the house once again, in hope that he had come back, but I couldn't find him. I discovered the boys playing on the PlayStation, as usual. Jade had left around the same time Dylan and Luke did.

"Guys, has anyone seen Luke?" I asked, eyeing them.

"Nope."

"Busy now."

"Nah."

"Wow, you guys are so helpful," I said sarcastically, laughing a little. "I just feel a bit worried about him, that's all."

As if programmed, Luke burst through the door with so much anger plastered on his face. I felt a negative vibe as soon as he got close enough to me. He stared at me with disgust and repulsion in his eyes. I glanced at him, wondering what the hell happened. I offered him a small smile, praying that he would mirror it.

"What?" He snapped at me. My heart ached at his hating manner, but I masked my hurt by painting a smirk on my face and tilting my head to the side, pretending not to give a shit.

"Nothing," I said, my eyes hardening. "Just wondering what crawled up your arse."

"Oooooh!" The three lads sounded from across the room, but neither of them trying to interfere. Luke shot them death glares and they all quieted on the spot.

"Shut up and get out of my way," He ordered.

He shoved me to the side, causing me to almost lose balance. I pressed myself against the wall, preventing a possible fall. My glare focused on Luke. He had his back turned to me, not anticipating my next move. I decided to use some techniques I was taught in taekwondo class. I lunged forwards and kicked him the back, causing him to land face flat on the rug.

"Wrong move, bitch," He growled.

In a second, he was in front of me. He covered my mouth with his hand and dragged me to the kitchen, waking unwanted memories. I knew I wouldn't relive what happened to me but I was scared either way. He pushed me up against the counter and placed his palm around my neck, squeezing a little. I grabbed his arm, attempting to yank it away.

"Don't try that ever again," He spat, the venomous words hitting off his tongue.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. What happened to the sweet boy that I went for a walk with a few hours ago? Luke released my neck but didn't budge. His stare landed on my lips and stayed there. For a moment his head inched closer, but as if changing his mind, he pulled back. I had an urge to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close to me, but had to resist.

"Luke, what happened to you?" I asked, fearing the answer.

"You happened." He threw the response at me and gave me a final glare before exiting the room.

I covered my face with my hands and sobbed uncontrollably. I slid down so that I was sitting against the kitchen island. What have I done that could've hurt him so seriously? I just wanted the Luke I began falling for back.

-Luke's POV-

I locked myself in the garage, picking up my acoustic guitar. I couldn't handle the guilt that had started filling me up due to what I did to Jess. Seeing her cry, and knowing I was the cause, was just too much for me to bare. I wanted to sing my heart out and forget about what I did. I decided on I Miss You by Blink-182.