𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖊 {𝖑𝖚𝖎 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗}

008 {crawling back to you}

(all typos in lui's texts are intentional)

mood song: do i wanna know? (arctic monkeys)

You sat in the living room of your newly rented apartment, moving boxes surrounding you. The T.V blared, screaming the theme song to Friends. Your eye had morphed into an ugly greenish color and the scratches on your face were beginning to scab. Lui sat at his table, sipping from a glass of strong amber liquid. His eyes were dull and had bags under them. Another swig. A buzz from his phone and picked Lui picked it up. He barely managed to type in the password to his phone.

Gou: please tell me you're not getting high or drunk

Lui laughed crookedly, tilting his head to the side.

Lui: obly already is 

Gou sighed, knowing the ex-captain of his ex-team was already either drunk or high. 

Gou: i actually can't beleive you. i'm not even free tonight

Lui: aweeeee

Gou: ask someone else, i'm not leaving work again.

Lui had the bright idea of going to your house and realized that he didn't know your new address. He then realized that Zac knew. Zac was probably at his studio, recording something for his new album.

Lui: zaccccccccccc

Zac: why did i forget to block you?

Lui: i dunnoooooo

Lui: hey cam u tekl me where (Y/N)'s houze is

Zac: no

Zac: are you drunk?

Lui: i duno

Zac: that's a yes, then. I'm not out of the studio yet. did you call xander or shu?

Lui: xander woul beat me up and shu is very disapppoinded in me for doind the shit

Lui: :(

Zac: you really are wasted. 

Lui: pleaze tekl me 

Zac: (i couldn't think on an address, just imagine a large apartment complex, yadda yadda yadda)

Lui: thank youuuuu

Lui: :)

Zac: after this, you're going to rehab

Lui frowned at the thought. If he could just kiss you once more, he would stop drinking for the rest of his life. Another problem arose slowly, like through syrup, to Lui's mind. He couldn't drive. He was drunk, but he knew better than to drive while intoxicated. Lui called an Uber. The driver dropped him off, he paid. The stairs are a hard task for someone who is high or drunk, and this was no exception. Lui stumbled up the stairs, occasionally bumping into the guard rail. You heard a knock on the door. The door opened up enough for you to see the all-too-familiar head of baby blue, flaming locks. You almost shut the door, only to have the swinging motion blocked by a pale hand. Lui's head had down, either to stop the headache brought on by the acohol or out of shame. He managed to open the door and stumble in, almost like a child who had spun around too many times on the carousel. 

"You looks so preddy ." Lui slurred, leaning toward you. The alcohol on his breath invaded your nose. 

"Lui, stop. You're drunk." You stated, beginning to push him off. He gazed into your eyes, and you recognized something. A hint of sobriety in his purple eyes that was saying that his drunk self was telling the truth. 

"I miss you babeyy." The blue-haired boy said drunkenly. His lips were cold, cold as they touched your neck. 

"Lui, get the fuck out of my house." You said, shoving him off of your body. 

"Why?" He whined. You glared.

"Because you fucking beat me up! What the fuck do you think I would do?!" You said, voice raising a bit but staying level. 

"Do you really think I don't reg-gret it?" Lui stuttered, stumbling back forward. 

"Yes." You said folding your arms. The man walked crookedly forward and pushed you gently against the wall. 

"I doo." Lui slurred, moving your shirt off of your shoulder and suckling gently on your shoulder. 

"I'm not getting fucked by a guy who beat me up." 

"Thassa not what I'm tryna do." Lui argues drunkenly. You looked down, realizing he really meant it. Lui looked nauseous. 

"God, don't tell me you need to throw up." You asked worriedly, rushing Lui to the bathroom. He bent over the toilet, throwing up. He coughed and you rubbed his back, nearly forgetting what he had done to you. 

"I-I'm sorry." Lui whined, gagging another time. He moaned in pain, coughing up more. 

"You want something to drink?" Lui nodded. You ran to the kitchen, poured some water, and ran back. Retching could be heard from the kitchen. He sharply gagged again, vomiting more. 

"I-I was desperate." Lui moaned, coughing again. You forced water into his mouth and he spit it out, rinsing his mouth. The pale boy shakily flushed the toilet. 

"For what, baby?" You asked, rubbing his back. 

"I-I'm sorry!" Lui screamed. 

"What are you sorry for, Lui?" You asked again. 

"I, I, hit you. So many times and you didn't deserve anything. I hate myself, for doing that. The only thing you'll ever deserve is someone who loves you. Someone not like me!" Lui sobbed, screaming the self-deprecating words. You wrapped your hands around his neck. 

"You should sleep, Lui." You shushed. Lui stumbled to your bedroom and fell asleep in a minute. You walked to the couch and fell asleep too.