Let's Go Before Trouble Comes

Chapter 3

There was a harsh knock on my door.
"Who is it?" I called, expecting someone to tell me I overslept.

"It's Luke. Can we talk."

"No."

"Oh, come on."

"Fine, I'll be out in a second." I hopped off the bed and opened the door. Luke stood there in his white shirt, sleeves cut off. His gun was in it's usual place, and his jeans had more holes in them than a dart board.

"Thanks. I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me yesterday. I just love you so much." I tried to close the door, but he forced it open and grabbed me.

"Luke, don't!" I wrestled with his arm, trying to move it, but he just picked me up like a bag of potatoes. He walked into my room and closed the door behind him. He threw me on the bed and started to climb over to me. "No, not again!" I pleaded, wishing for the strength to throw him off.

"Ash. Ash? Ash!"

"No, get off me. Stop."

"Hey, it's okay. It's Arrow." I jumped up, breathing heavily. Arrow was beside me, sitting on his knees.
"I- Luke- he-" I muttered, wildly eyeing the room.

"Hey, breathe. It was just a dream. It's 5. I got to go talk to Luke, I'll find you when I'm done." Arrow said, getting up and stretching.

"Please don't," I begged, jumping after him and grabbing his arm.

"I'll be fine. Just think what would happen if I didn't show." He leaned into me and hugged me. And since he is considerably taller than me, his chin was resting on my head.

"Just be careful."

"I'll try." He broke away and walked out the door, shutting it behind him.
I threw on some clean Jean's and a T-shirt, fixed my hair, and headed out to the ladder. Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around.

"Hey."

"Hey, Forge."

"I just ran into Arrow. He's on his way to talk to Luke," he said, flicking his eyes back and forth, talking in a nervous voice.

"Yeah, I know," I answer, putting a curious look on his face.

"I think... Wait, how do you know?" I started walking slowly, in step with him. He faltered at times, but continued the conversation.

"Um, because he stayed in my room last night." My cheeks turned a bright shade of red, I'm sure.

"Okay, not going to question that." He chuckled lightly.

Forge pulled me down the rope, heading towards the "kitchen." He opened the fridge grabbing two water bottles and tossing one to me. I caught it and drank greedily, letting my eyes search for something to munch on.

I spotted some of Cliff's granola bars on the counter and snatched one up. I turned around to find Forge devouring an icecream cone, vanilla icecream covering his nose. We both sit down on the counter, eating our breakfast. After all food was gone, I grabbed a wet dishrag that was hanging on the sink and tossed it to Forge.

He quickly wiped off his face, and started dragging me back upstairs. We got to the top and leaned against the railing overlooking the main floor. Forge stood behind me playing with my hair, and I turned around, ready to tell him to stop.

A door came crashing down. Arrow was laying on it, trying to breathe and get Luke off of him at the same time. Everyone in the hall stopped, and it was silent except for the yelling.

"I done told you to get lost!" Luke yelled, wrapping his fingers around Arrow's neck.

"That was two years ago!" Arrow threw Luke off and both boys jumped to their feet.