Syd:
So, how's your boy toy Clarissa?
Me:
Oh he's wonderful thanks for asking Sydney
Syd:
anytime slut :)
Me;
Good to know bitch
I get up out of my bed and walk through the dark house to Luke's room. I walk in to see him writing in some kind of journal.
"You alright babe?" he asks me aand I shake my head.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"It's just... you're gonna think I'm lame, but Syd." I say.
"You're not lame Clare. She's such a bitch." Luke says and I walk over to him and sit next to him on his bed.
"What're you doing?" I ask.
"Writing a song that you aren't allowed to see until I'm finished." he ays and closes the journal and places it on his nightstand.
"So when are you gonna find a place?" I ask Luke.
"What?" He asks and I look up at him.
"I told you that you could stay here until you found a place." I say and he looks away from me and then back at me.
"You want me to leave?" he asks.
"No, I just want you to find a place of your own." I say and he stands up.
"So you want me to leave." He says.
"Well, yeah." I say.
"Okay if that's what you want, I'll find a place of my own." he says raisning his voice a bit, sounding angry.
"Luke, I just said I want you to find your own place." i say and stand up too.
"Yeah, but you want me to leave." he says, keeping his voice raised some.
"Not exactly-"
"Don't." he says and paces his room.
"Luke let me talk!" I say, raising my voice.
"You want me to leave and I don't want to!" he says, his voice still raised.
"If you don't want to then why were you so willing to?" I almost yell.
"Because it's what you want!" he says, matching the volume of my voice.
"You don't have to follow what I want! Do what you want, see if I care!" I yell.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Luke yells back.
"It means, why do you follow what I want? It's your fucking life!" I yell.
"Because I love you Clary!"
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oooooooh
that escalated quickly
~Mads :3
