~Violet's POV~
I didn't find Luke until PE class. He'd come in a little bit late, his hair and clothes disheveled. I even spotted a couple hickies disappearing into his shirt, a clear sign he'd just had a quickie somewhere.
I changed into my gym clothes and hesitantly went up to him, knowing that he was upset with me. I softly tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around and look down at me, his face blank. I felt like it'd been a while since he'd looked at me like that and I didn't like it. "What?" He asked, leaning against the wall behind him.
Everytime things were going good, I somehow managed to mess it up. "I'm sorry for earlier." I said quietly, and he raised a brow. "I know I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you. You didn't do anything." I sighed, looking up at him with a frown.
He didn't respond to me, so I awkwardly cleared my throat. "Please don't be mad at me." I chewed on the inside of my cheek nervously, awaiting his response, but I didn't get one. Instead, he shoved past me, heading to sit in his spot on the floor. I frowned, feeling upset, but I pushed it away and went and sat in my spot, which was in front of Luke.
Coach Henley announced that we could spend our time however we like, and Luke got up, heading towards the door of the gym. I bit my lip, jumping up and following after him. He pushed open the door, and I slipped out before it shut, grabbing his forearm. He glanced back, his eyes meeting mine before he grunted, pulling his arm out of my grip. "What the hell do you want?" He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"For you to forgive me." I said, and he raised a brow at me. "Please, Luke, I feel bad for being mean to you. Please? I'll do whatever you want." I threw my hands in the air, getting desperate at this point. I felt bad and hated when people were mad at me.
His eyebrows raised, "Whatever I want?" He asked, and I nodded. He hummed, thinking, but before he could say anything, I cut in with, "Please make it something appropriate." Luke looked back down at me with a roll of his eyes, "Don't worry. I'm not gonna ask to fuck you or anything." He assured me, chuckling. I snorted, "I'd hope not, considering you just screwed someone." I said.
He frowned, "How'd you know?" He asked, making me wonder if he was actually serious. I stared at him for a second, "Have you seen yourself? A blind person could tell you just had a quickie." I scoffed, and he chuckled. "It's not that bad." He denied, making me realize he probably hadn't looked in the mirror. I reached up, tracing the hickies that disappeared down into his shirt, "Tell that to the hickies." I said, dropping my hand as his shot up, touching the place my hand had just been.
"Motherfucker." He mumbled, and I sniffled, "So what did you want me to do?" I asked, remembering what we were talking about before. He stared at me, "Whatever I want, right?" He asked, a mischievous look in his eyes. This made me pause before I hesitantly nodded, narrowing my eyes at him.
"Say it." He said, but I didn't know what he wanted me to say, so I just stood there silently, confused. "Say...what, exactly?" I frowned, and he smiled a little. He paused, looking around as if someone were listening in. "The c word." He whispered dramatically. Instantly, it clicked in my brain and I shook my head, having completely forgot his insistence on me saying it. "But I d-" I started, and he shook his head. "Whatever I want." He reminded me, raising a brow at me expectantly.
I could already feel the embarrassment creeping up on me, causing my face to heat as I shook my head. "What if I don't?" I asked, making him shrug. "Then I won't forgive you." He said simply, and I fidgeted with my fingers.
I mentally urged myself, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I awkwardly stood there, and he stared down at me expectantly, amusement on his face. "I can't do it!" I whined, causing him to chuckle. "Well, you'd better." He shrugged, turning around and heading towards the water fountain with me trailing behind him. "I don't want to just....say it! That's weird." I huffed, standing beside him as he got some water.
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Cherry / l.h ✔️
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