-mentions alcohol, Xanax, and marijuana as well as sex (no smut)-
~Luke's POV~The next morning I woke up alone. I sigh and get out of bed. I go and brush my teeth and brush out my flat hair.
I stay in my pajamas, knowing I was going to most likely stay in the house all day as usual.
I get downstairs and Calum was nowhere to be seen. It upset me, but I decided to push past it and go make some juice.
I poor the orange juice inside of my favorite cup. My coffee mug with our dog, petunia, on it. I make myself some toast and put butter on it.
I see petunia and pet her, ruffling her ears.
"Wanna go outside, sweetheart?" She starts jumping indicating she wanted to go outside.
I get my mug and plate of toast and open the door, letting her out.
I sit on the white rocking chair outside in our back yard. I sip on my juice while watching petunia play.
It was around 6am. Calum never worked this early. Ever.
I zone out, bad thoughts spreading through my head.
I hear the door slam. Calum has on a white button down shirt and black skinny jeans. He looked stoned.
He was stumbling and saw me. He froze.
"Baby why are you up so early?" He laughed nervously.
"Where were you?" I ignore his question staring straight ahead at the back yard.
"I-I.." he stutters then sighs.
"I was with Ashton." He says guiltily.
I set my cup down harshly, my toast on the table as well.
I stand up quickly and run up to him.
"Why the fuck were you with him? You know how I feel about him! He only gets you into trouble! Not to mention he's your ex! Your fucking ex, Calum! Do you not even think about how this makes me feel? You're going to destroy the life we've made together! You smell like alcohol and loud! What the fuck is the matter with you? Do you not care about me anymore? Do you not love me?" I scream, tears starting to form.
He looks at me sadly, "Of course I love you, Luke."
"Obviously not! You're calling me Luke, leaving in the middle of the night! Drinking, smoking, popping pills! What's the matter with you? You must not be happy if you're turning to drugs!" I scream, tears now going down my face as I sob through my sentence.
"I didn't smoke weed, I took a Xanax. You don't understand and you'll never understand. I care about you, I'm happy with you, but I'm not happy with my life." He says calmly.
"What do you mean not happy with your life? I am your life! So what you're not happy with me?" I say as I cry.
"That's not what I meant Luke and you know that!" He raises his voice.
"You know what? Since you're not happy, go to your moms. This is my house, not yours. I pay the bills, I buy everything, not you. So go. Go! I don't care anymore. Go with Ashton and fuck him like you did a year ago." I say clinching my fists, anger taking over me.
"I told you that was a mistake! I was drunk and-" I interrupt him.
"Then maybe you should stop drinking! Drinking or not you were attracted to him! You're supposed to only love me! You shouldn't be fucking someone else while you've got me at home! Worried about you and where you are! I'm tired of babysitting Calum!" I scream.
He sighs, "I'll go then." He walks up the stairs. I go back and sit outside.
He comes back ten minutes later, his bags packed.
"Call me when this jealousy faze ends. And Luke?" He says.
"What Calum?" I say rudely.
"I don't love Ashton. I love you. But it seems you don't feel the same way. And that's why I do what I do. To escape the empty feeling in my heart you've created." He says and slams the front door.
I sit there staring blankly at the Rose bush Calum planted months ago.
I hold my mug as a silent tear goes down my face.
Maybe he does love me.
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So I lied there is drama lmao.Love you. Spread love and positivity not hatred.
Xx~M
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أدب الهواةCake // Calum is a musician whom works at a bar and sings at his job for money on the weekends ;; Luke is studying in college, aspiring to be an artist. There are many bumps in the road, but there's one Luke can't seem to get over.