18. for the best

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*Luna's POV*

It only took me a few minutes to reach the park that I was talking about and I thanked God that it had lights to illuminate it in the darkness.  I made my way to the swings that were closer to the center of the park and sat down in one of the seats.  The chains holding it up jingled beside me and the wind whistled as it flew by my ears.  I began slowly moving myself back and forth and wondered why swinging had been so much more fun as kid.  Just like everything else was.

I watched someone run down the sidewalk on the outside of the park and suddenly the pace of my heart quickened.  Luna, are you dumb?  It's dark outside why would you choose to go to a small park in the middle of no where?  But then as the character ran closer I saw a familiar face but was worried for their well being.

"Why are you so out of breath?"  I questioned, concerned and slightly frightened for the both of us.  He bent down and breathed slower, trying to get it back to normal and after a little while it began to relax.

"I was so worried you were still sick or something so I ran down here as fast as I could."  Luke explained as best as he could with ragged breathing.  A small smile began to appear on my lips because he was so worried about me that he ran from my apartment to the park.  But then I brushed it off like it was nothing and hid my happiness down deep.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry.  I should have told you, I just need to talk to you."  He looked confused but nodded and sat down in the swing next to mine.

"What did you want to talk about?"  His voice comes out a little shaky and I think about running away.  I don't need to tell him this stuff, we're friends now.  This happened two years ago and we're friends again.  We've forgiven each other.  I don't need to bring it up again.  But I know if I don't, I'll keep thinking about it and I can't have that happening.

"I wasn't physically sick when I left, more on the mental side as far as illnesses go.  I just, the song reminded me of when we used to be friends and I thought about the night after graduation."  I said quietly hoping he wouldn't hear me but his deep sigh made it known that he had in fact heard every word I said. "I know we apologized and worked this out and that's why we're friends again but that night kept replaying in my brain and I felt sick.  I felt sick because I know how much I hurt you.  I was confused because I was eighteen and I had no idea what love was.  Of course that didn't give me the right to say all those things about you and I'm sorry for that.  And I shouldn't have run away like a scared child.  I don't even know how to fully explain this, I just wanted to fully apologize for everything I did as a dumb eighteen year old."  I released a big breath as I finally said everything I had been holding in for so long. Luke's face showed no signs of anything and I was worried about what he would say next.

"Why did you really run away?"  He questioned me and even though it was dark, his light blues eyes were shining brightly.

"I was scared that you felt that way about me."  I said simply but he gave me a look as if to say 'I don't believe you' so I decided to continue with the truth.  "I did leave because I was scared.  But I was scared because I felt the same way, okay.  Everything that we had done in the past, they meant something to me.  It was all real, everything was real.  I just didn't know how to respond."  A smile slowly appeared on his face and he reached for my hand.  I felt his fingers interlock with mine and he squeezed them gently.

"I'm so happy to hear you say that it all meant something to you.  I'm so happy I can't believe it. Now-"  I interrupted him before he had a chance to say anything else and I removed my hand from his.

"Luke, that was two years ago.  Just because it was real back then, doesn't mean it's still real."  He nodded his head but didn't say anything for a while.

"I totally understand, I wasn't expecting anything.  I'm just glad this is all cleared up so we can be best friends again without anything coming up."  He stated with a smile on his face and began swinging slightly.

"I'm glad everything is cleared up now, Luke.  But, I don't think I can do this anymore."  He gave me a confused look and then stood up.

"We can home and talk some more, it is kind of cold out here."  I rolled my eyes and stood up as well.  I watched the ground and stuck my hands in my pockets.  I didn't say anything for a while.

"No, I can't do us anymore.  We can't be friends, Luke.  Or at least not close friends.  I'm about to get married and we kissed.  I can't have anything getting in the way of my future with Stephen."  I kicked the dirt on the ground with my black converse and listened to the crickets.

"Oh, so now I'm getting in the way of your future?  You tell me to come here to talk, then you apologize and then you kick me out of your life?  So nice, Lune."  I sighed and looked up at him, he seemed frustrated and I didn't know what to do.  This would be best for everyone.

"I'm not kicking you out of my life, I just don't think we should be close."

"It doesn't have to be like this, ya know?  Nothing has to change between us, we can still be best friends.  You can still marry Stephen.  Nothing will change."  I shook my head, of course he wouldn't understand.

"We just can't, Luke.  I'm sorry, it'll be better for the both of us.  I promise."  I began walking away from him and heading home before I turned around and smiled sheepisly at him.  "See you at the wedding."

I walked to the sidewalk and was about to begin my long, quiet journey home before I turned around to see a multiple emotion Luke with his hands up in the air.  He looked angry, confused, upset, and frustrated.  I knew it would be better for the both of us.  It had to be.

This is for the best.  I cotinued to tell myself over and over on the way home.

*authors note*

you all (who still read this story) are gonna hate me bc once again luke and luna arent friends #dumbbbbbbbb i know

vote read comment recommend please it makes it easier to write new chapters

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