Plain L.H.☯

Argument☽

Arguing that's all they did, frustrated and tried luke leaned back into his pillow, reaching behind him and chucking It across the room. Screaming, that's what he did.

The boys coming in with worried looks "get out.. GET out now" he roared but at the same time angry tears rolled down his cheek. He needed a nap something to help him clam down, breathing heavily he rubbed his face with furry.

Bitting back to hold In his sobs,

see what can happen when were apart?

That's not it.

Then what is, why is she so fucking infuriated with me?!

He thought he was crazy, I mean what man has an argument about his subconscious. Who in their right mind does that? Who!

Caitlin wrapped in blankets, the sweatshirt filled with mostly tears, beside her on Luke's side of the bed were tissues. She hated how there phone call ended completely dreaded it.

Phone call-

"What do you expect me to do, I don't have a living, not without you!"

"Get a job, cait anything really"

"We will fall apart luke, you and I both know that. A year is way to long to be separated"

"That's bullshit and you know it Caitlin, people do long distance see each other for a week and their back home, face time, twitter, skype, Dms. We have that we can use them"

"I hate not knowing what your doing when I'm not with you"

"That's why we need trust, we have that don't we?"

"Y-yes"

"Fuck, why did you stutter you honestly have no faith in this relationship, you giving it up already?!"

"No, damn it luke!"

*cut short*

"I want her so god damn much" sniffling, rubbing his nose. He needed to know they were fine, everything was good, he could lie and say he's fine but truth is he wasn't.