eunoia ; luke hemmings [editing]

day three » letters

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Thursday, July 3rd. letters.

Maylin ✕ pov

Dear Katherine,

I hope you're having fun in Malibu.
I'm doing fine for the most part. Actually no, I'm lying. I hate it here, this place makes me feel even crazier than I thought I was at home. The nurses are so mean and bitchy. The voices are getting worse, I thought this place was supposed to help me? I made a few friends. Alaina, Tate, Kourtney and Riley. They all seem decent. Then I met Luke. The one they all warned me all to stay away from. Of course I didn't listen. He's homicidal. Hemmings, that's his last name. He's 18, maybe you'd know him? So far he hasn't been too strange with me, but he told me about his recent murder in this hospital, it was in my room. I really wish I could see you again, I miss you so damn much Kat. I'm going insane in here. But I'll try to keep it together for you okay?

-Love, Maylin.

I folded Kats note and placed it in my pocket, I planned on keeping it there until I got to my room where the other one I didn't send yet is. I was too nervous. I was more afraid of her not wanting to hear from me at all. I wouldn't blame her, but I did miss her.

I finished that note during the last minute of afternoon therapy and waited until she dismissed us. Luke rushed over to my side and told me to follow him. I hesitantly trailed behind him into the cafeteria and sat down across from him at his table. After everyone else started piling in, I received strange, even apologetic looks.

"Here" he mumbled shoving something onto my lap from under the table. It was a bag of gummy bears. I absolutely loved gummy bears! "How?" I gasped. "I had kitchen duty for punishment." He shrugged.

"What'd you do?" I asked popping a red gummy bear into my mouth. "Don't worry about that." He mumbled looking over everyone in the room as if he was looking for something specific.

"Thank you, Luke, I really appreciate this. I've loved gummy bears since I was little." I chuckled. It was almost like an unhealthy obsession I had with these things.

Luke looked over at me with an unreadable expression on his face. His eyes were growing darker and darker. "Maylin go sit with your friends for a minute." He mumbled through gritted teeth. He didn't have to ask me twice, I had already made my way back to Alaina and Tate.

"Holy shit, you made it back alive and untouched!" Alaina gasped smirking at me. "He really isn't that bad." I muttered shoving the leftover gummy bears in the pocket of my sweater. "Well what the hell happened?" Tate asked taking a bite of the nasty food on his plate.

"Well, in the radio room, he asked me why I was in here and I refused to tell him, but eventually he figured it out. Then he told me about his most recent kill in here and wanted me to tell him about my problem, but he told me to come back over here." I shrugged.

Alaina suddenly stiffened. She turned around to see Luke glaring at me with with darkened eyes. Not lustfully darkened, more like rage full. "Maylin we need to get you out of here." She whispered standing up. "Why?" I asked confused running up to her side. We made it out of the cafeteria then she grabbed my hand and started sprinting to our room.

"Alaina what the hell is going on?" I exclaimed. She pushed me into our room along with herself and slammed the door shut and pushing her bed against it. "Quit asking me questions and help me!" She panted.

It's luke.

The voices repeated in my head over and over, almost as if something snapped, I rushed to Alaina's side and helped her block off our door.