Amnesia • hemmings

1.9

Finally, the day was over.

That meant, I got to stay up and talk to Vivian. Finally. Right when I was about to text her, I got a FaceTime call.

Viv >_<

"Hey, Viv!" I said as I answered the phone, smiling. My smile disappeared when I noticed she looked like she had been crying. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, why?" She asked, acting like everything was okay.

"Viv, you were crying."

"Luke, you were cutting." Her eyes were filled with tears.

I took a deep breath. "Oh."

"Luke, you promised."

"I know, baby, I did, but-"

"You told me you wouldn't cut anymore." She started crying, and I started freaking out.

"Baby, Sweetie, Honey, Vivian," I said quickly, trying to calm her down. "I know, I was wrong. I shouldn't have, and I was freaking out at Natalie's earlier about it-"

"I thought you were getting better!" She raised her voice.

"I thought I was too!" I raised my voice as well.

"Well what happened, then?!" She yelled.

"I don't know Vivian! I just broke! It's hard to stop, and you should be proud of me for being clean for so long!" I started to cry.

"I am proud, Luke!"

"Well it sure as hell doesn't seem like it!"

She didn't respond, she ended the call.

I threw my phone onto my bed, slamming my body onto the mattress and shoving my face into a pillow, crying.

-

One hour.

One hour, the only sound in my room was crying.

One hour, a million words in my head.

Only one hour.

There was a knock on my bedroom door.

"Luke?" The voice said.

"What do you want." I said, my words muffled by my pillow.

"Can I come in?"

"No."

"Honey, just let me in." It was my mum.

I got up and opened the door to be met by two people standing at my door.

Mum and Vivian.

I left the door wide open, but walked back to my bed and lay down in the position I was before, face-down into my pillow. I heard my mum walk back downstairs.

"Hemmo." Vivian sighed, and I felt the weight shift on my bed. "Luke, talk to me."

"What." I mumbled.

"I'm sorry." She said quietly, and I didn't move. She laid down next to me, and kissed my temple. I moved my head so that I was looking at the wall. She got off of the bed quickly and stood at the edge of the bed, her face inches away from mine. "Talk to me."

"No." I mumbled, shoving my face into my pillow again.

"Luke, please. I'm sorry, I don't know why I got so mad. I'm just trying to make you happier. I'm sorry." She got up, walking away. Right when she was about to leave the room, I stood up quickly, running to her. I stood in front of her, grabbing her face and kissing her hard.

She responded immediately, tangling her fingers in my hair and pulling me closer to her. My hands moved from her face to her sides, sliding my hands up her shirt and resting my hands on her waist. She tugged on the ends of my hair and I moaned quietly, and she started kissing down my neck.

"Vivian," I breathed out.

"What." She said, still kissing me.

"I'm sorry." I pulled her face up, resting my forehead against hers.

"I'm sorry." She repeated, kissing me again.

-

THIS WAS SO SHORT BUT I HAVE A GOOD IDEA FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER SO DONT BE MAD

BYE