Tangled || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 7

7.

                My Dad wasn’t even mad at me, because he knew that I was with Luke all the time. Yes, I was safe at least for today.

I’ve done so many things with Luke within almost 5 days, when we’re supposed to learn Calculus or the other math stuffs. Even though he still call me idiot, he also said that I’m actually much better now. I love spending time with Luke, he is so kind and he has it all.

“Luke, I think you should probably go home. Your mother misses you,” I said to him one night after he taught me math, for real this time.

“Yeah, I probably should. Good night Hazel, see you at school tomorrow, Okay?” He said as I walked him to the front door.

 “I’m gonna miss you, Hazel Singleton,” He winked at me. “We will meet again at school,”

He stood there like an idiot for like a moment.

“What?”

“I want you to say it again, before I insist you.”

“Okay. Good night Luke, don’t trip on your shoe laces,” I waved and he walked away.

                I started to get worry, Patrick hasn’t even called since Monday. It’s been 3 days! I lay there on my bed rolling over to the left and right side as I checked my phone in every movement; until I could barely open my eyes.

That night I dreamed about my mum, she held me in her arms, she wore a white dress; her face was still the same as I saw her on the last day before she actually left this house. She told me that she was sorry for leaving me and my dad for her job, she says she loves me, I could clearly hear her. Suddenly I woke up and have tears streamed down on my face, I actually cried harder than I did when I had a fight with Patrick. It’s 5.00 AM I can’t sleep.

I miss my mom, I wish it never turned out this way. I had so little memories with her since my brother had that stupid cancer in his body and I wanted much more somehow.

I feel like I want to go somewhere after school today, like escape everything and just forget that dream I had earlier. The thing is I’m grounded, but I know who can help we with that.

“Pick me up for school today in my house, then when school’s over we’re coming to your house, please? Something bad is happening. –H”

Luke replied after a while.

“Hazel Singleton are you crazy? This is 5.00 AM and you’re awake? And Okay, be ready at 7.00 AM or else we’re going to be late, and I’ll take you to my house after school. Everything is going to be okay, I promise. –L”

“This is the worst I guess. –Hazel”

               

                He picked me up this morning, 7.00 AM with his city car and he drove to school. During the lunch, he decided to take me to his car to grab the sandwich his mum made for us. I told him about the weirdest dream I had last night, about my mum, which made me cry; because I just realized that I’ve missed her so much after all this time. But all of sudden I miss the touch of her hands, her hands were there to brush my hair, or straighten a wayward bow when I was a little girl, Her hands were often there to comfort the hurts that didn't always show, and everything. I never even thought I wanted a mother after she left, but now I really do. I really missed the touch of a mother in my life.

“Hazel, don’t cry please,” Luke’s thumb wiped the tears below my eyes and cupped my face. “So this is why you don’t want to go to your house after school? Everything is going to be okay, Okay? I promise,”