Nightmares and Fantasies | L.H | supernatural au

Ch. 28

| Luke's pov |

I hear the screams again, the hands pulling me back, dark voices telling me to join them. I only see half of what I'm doing; I can't control it though. I'm standing at the edge of a cliff and the voices tell me to jump, but I'm not sure if I need them telling me to. I want to jump, if I die now I don't have to be in this mess. I no longer have to put Noreen through hell. I don't know what I have done; I'm covered in blood and in the middle of no-where. Just jump Luke. Jump. You can end it all now. I don't know if that was the voices in my head or me.

"Just one step Luke and you can be free..."

But is this what Noreen wants for me? Should I die now and leave her here? I don't know what to do, but I can't control it.

"Just jump! Jump now! Go!"

"Stop it!" I yell.

"Stop it! Leave me alone!" I scream.

The voices in my head get louder and the grip on my body gets tighter. I scream and yell in anger and fear but they keep talking and tugging at me.

"Leave, leave please," I beg.

"My job isn't finish here; we have lots more to do,"

I need to jump. I take one step forward but then someone grabs me. I can't tell wether it's a demon or a real person.

"Let me go! Let me die!" I shout.

They don't say anything and I notice my eyes are closing. I can no longer see anything but darkness. I feel myself being rushed somewhere and the voices stop. I should've jumped. I should've died.

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| Noreen's pov |

They found Luke. He was covered in blood about to jump off a cliff. I want to cry but I think I've done enough of that. I just have to suck it up and deal with reality. I can't just cry and wish that Luke was better. I just can't do it anymore. I have to face this problem. I'm sitting in the waiting room with Michael. Even if we did make-out nothing has changed between us. We still have that hateful relationship. I asked for a distraction, not for a make out session with Michael Clifford. I just need to see Luke. All I care about is him.

I feel my hands shaking as the doctors say we can see Luke. Michael stays in the waiting room and I go in to see him. I'm worked up and need some time away from everyone, but I can't do that. Luke needs me more than ever right now. I walk inside the room and Luke's eyes are closed.

"We don't exactly know what happened to him. We don't even know where the blood came from,"

"Okay, can you give us a moment?" I ask.

The doctor nods and leaves the room. I sigh, another visit at the hospital, and I still have to go and see Ashton. I sit next to Luke and kiss his forehead.

"I love you Luke," I whisper.

I see a smile come across his face and he kisses me. I kiss back, but something about this kiss isn't right. It's not Luke. His lips aren't warm and sweet, but a bitter taste and cold as ice. I pull away and notice his eyes still aren't open.

"Wake up Luke," I say.

He shakes his head and I try to back away, but as I do he wraps his hand around my throat. My heart starts to beat faster and I feel my hands shaking. I place my hands on his trying to pry them off my neck and when he opens his eyes, they are pure black.

"Missed me didn't you?" The demon asks.

"Just let me go," I croak out as I craw at his hands.

He tightens his grips then stands up holding me up by the neck. I start screaming and kicking hoping for someone's help, but soon I feel air slipping from my lungs. My voice gets softer until I'm just coughing up blood. Is this how it ends? Was I really supposed to die now?