aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Twenty Three

Becca's POV

It's been two weeks now, Luke and I are loving it here. A few minutes ago I scheduled a doctor's appointment because my stomach never stopped hurting, it isn't too painful, but it's a little scary for me. It hurt whenever I was laying down so I had to sleep sitting up.

Luke is really worried too, he doesn't want me to be in pain or sick or anything. I appreciate him for that, loving me and caring for me when I actually need it. I'm due to see the doctor tomorrow so he's happy about that but I'm not because I hate the smell of sanitizer and rubber gloves, it's just horrible.

It's around 9 p.m. so I get sleepy, I had a long day. I sit down on my bed, against the pillows, and close my eyes. Luke is still wide awake but he sits next to me anyway, an arm curled around me.

I wake up at 9:37, Luke's still in slumber. I stand up and brush my teeth, hair, and get dressed into black leggings and a band t-shirt. When I walk back into my room, I see Luke sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He looks up and smiles at me. I kiss his cheek sweetly and go to get something to eat because I don't usually eat breakfast but I am starving. Maybe my stomach is eating itself, and I actually am starving.

I chuckle at the thought. I grab a granola bar and a glass of orange juice. Luke sleepily walks down the stairs and sits next to me at the small round table. He put on some black jeans and a red shirt.

"What time to we have to leave?" He asks.

"10:30," I say. It's a bit early but it's for the best. Luke nods and takes a drink of my orange juice. I smile and throw away the wrapper of the granola bar. I also put the empty glass into the sink, Luke comes up behind me and gets a hold onto my hips. He kisses my cheek and lays his chin on my shoulder. We stay like that for several minutes, my eyes flicker to the clock ah I h reads 10:05. I turn around and peck Luke's lips quickly. I walk over to the door and slip on my flip flops, and pull my hoodie over my shirt.

"We're not leaving yet are we?" Luke asks from the kitchen.

"No, I'm just getting ready," I say. Luke mutters "okay" and I pick up my phone. Even though I already know what time it is, I look at the clock. I punch in my password and click on Tumblr. I sit on the steps and laugh at some of the pictures in the app, until Luke pulls on some shoes and takes my hand. He leads me to our car and I get in the passenger seat.

We get there in a few slow minutes and I step out. I speak to the man behind the front desk and he tells me the directions to the waiting room. Luke follows me there with his hand on the small of my back.

A nurse calls my name in 5 minutes, I wave to Luke and follow her to a small room where there's a doctor already seated. I take a seat on the long white table as she stands up and asks me questions.

"Well, given your situation, your stomach pain is only a side effect and it doesn't happen much. It'll go away soon," Dr. Cam says calmly. I sit there, expecting her to tell me what 'my situation' is. "Based on the things you just told me, you're pregnant."

I felt like I've just been stabbed in the chest with an ice cold knife, smothered in life threatening poison. It's only been little over two weeks, is that even possible? How will Luke take this?

I feel a tear slide down my face and my eyes getting heavy, before I know it all I see is black and I am laying on the floor.

"No, Luke. She needs you, you can't just leave her like that!" I hear a familiar voice begging, somewhere beside me. I open my eyes and sit up, I was placed on the bed. How long has it been? Anyway, I see a fuming Luke in the corner of the room and Ashton is trying to talk to him.