What love really is

Chapter ten - I need space

{ Emma's POV }

Recovery is never easy it doesn't matter who it may be but I knew I could never get

over losing someone like Morgan. It been two days and I haven't seen daylight Luke let

me crash in his bed while he took the floor. I haven't slept, eaten or really said a word.

I was traumatized.

" Come on Emma you need to get out of bed " Luke said whist stroking my dirty hair.

" Luke I'm so sorry I should just leave" I mumbled.

" No, don't go I'll help you it will be okay " he said.

I snuggled up to him and he kissed my forehead.

" I love you Emma Jones " he whispered.

I looked up at him and whispered those three words back. What every couple want to

hear.

{ 1 month later }

Tomorrow is Luke's birthday and I couldn't be more excited. Of course Morgan is

always on my mind but everyone talks about how well I'm going. The funeral was

about three weeks ago and I have never cried harder in my life before. To tell you the

truth it was a blur. All that I remember was mum came in late gave me a kiss and

walked off like it was my fault. I haven't talked to her. I don't even know if she is in

town.

" Babe I'm going out Ash and I are going for a quick present " I yelled from the bottom

of the stairs.

" Okay " he yelled back.

I jumped in the car with Ashton and we drove to the nearby mall.

" So on the list it's written we need lollies, cups, ribbon, and that it " Ashton said to

me.

" Okay um let me go get that why you go get milk and bread because we need that for

the house " I replied.

I went and got the things on the list and we paid and got back in the car.

" How are you doing Emma " Ashton said.

" I'm doing fine, a little stressed because I have one of my major exam coming up but

I'm fine " I made a mental note I had to start studying.

" Oh and your finally going to meet Luke's parents how long have you guys been going

out like six weeks now " Ashton said and laughed.

" Yeah I know I'll get to meet Liz " I laughed.

We walked inside and I walked upstairs into my bedroom. They gave up their ' spare

room ' which was filled with band junk to me. As I actually live here, it can be stressful

at times with school and stuff but Luke is really smart. He is always up to help me.

" Babe ! " I called out to Luke.

He came in with the guitar around his waist. Looking frazzled as if he was writing a

song.

" Yeah " he said and bite his lip.

" Well I just wanted to say I'm a bit nervous about meeting your family " I looked