Sex addicts

9: Sobbing

Megs POV

Its a Monday morning, and I'm lying here with Luke curled up to my side thinking about most possibly everything. I decided to get up and have a shower obviously without waking Luke because he looks way too cute when he's sleeping.

I stared at the razor that used to be my emeny. I still can't look at a razor without feeling pain, or anxiety. Luke hasnt asked me about my scars on my right arm, I dont think he's even seen them. I hate when they get brought up though. All I use a razor for now is shaving, thanks to therapy, note the sarcasm. I got out the shower, blow dried my hair and out it into a messy bun. I put my grey converse joggers on, a white crop top, my converse jacket and my white converse. I grabbed my phone and texted luke that I went out for a walk and also grabbed my purse.

Baring in mind I didn't know where I was going, my head was following my feet. I just needed some fresh air, I needed to breath for a second. I went to the florist round the corner, and bought 2 dozen of white roses, then went to the church where my mum and dad were buried.

I sat in between their graves and put 12 roses on each of their graves. "Hi guys" thinking I was dumb, but I know I needed to get stuff of my chest.

"I met this really great guy. He's called Luke. He's amazing, and I-I love him. I know you'd never be happy about that. You'd barely let me speak to cousin Andrew because he faniced me" I laughed "I miss you two, a lot. Even though all you two did was fucking row and argue with us all the time, you were our parents, and I will always love you." I said whilst the tears rolled down my cheeks. "you both mean so much to me and you always will, I'll always remember all our memories, hell I could never forget them anyway." I looked at my phone. I had 10 missed calls. 7 off Luke. 3 off Emily. 18 texts 11 texts from Luke 7 texts from Emily. It's 11:34, I've been here for 3 hour. "Time flies when youre having fun right guys? I love you loads, and I'll see you again sometime." I kissed both of their graves and by now my eyes were red and puffy making it pretty obvious I've been sobbing.

Luke's POV

I know Meg said that she was going for a walk, but that was 3 hours ago, and I'm pretty worried, I was just about to call her again for the eighth time but the door unlocking caught meoff guard. She walked in, face as red as anything and her eyes were puffy. It was obvious she has been crying. "Babe? why have you been crying?" I hugged her. "I went to speak to my parents about you" I empathied her, I really did. "I wish you woke me, I could've came with you". I don't know how she does it, she carries herself with such pride and confidence even though she's been through so much. You couldn't ever tell when you first meet her. She really is incredible.