Young Love (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 38

{I found my old friends.}

I made my way into the bottom drawer in my bathroom.

I found them, the metal.

It made contact with my skin. as i slowly drew it over my warm soft skin, each red mark getting deeper.

I whimpered out then sighed in relief and all the pain in my head had disappeared.

I felt so much better.

I sat on the floor In the bathroom not wanting to move. at all.

I felt so worthless. like i was the biggest piece of shit out there.

I cant believe it. i had broke my weeks clean.

Why?

Because i am stupid and a pathetic little bitch. thats why...

I made my way to the sink and washed my wounds down with soap and water putting my bracelets back on.

As i was finishing up in the bathroom i heard someone call from the other side of the door.

"Steph? you in there?"

It was Luke.

"Yea i am, be out there in a minute." i called back.

I exited the bathroom to Luke sitting on my bed.

He looked up at me as i walked in.

"Hey, whats up?" i asked sitting beside him.

"Nothing, whats up with you?" he said in a harsh tone.

"Wait.... Luke? a-are you mad at me?" i was taken back for a moment.

"Should i be?" he asked me .

"No" i lied. of course he should be mad.

I have been avoiding him recently and i am a failure.

"Okay..." he said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

My heart sunk.

"Luke is there something you need to talk about"

He didn't answer.

He didn't even look at me.

Somethings up.

"Can i use your bathroom."

He asked stubborn.

"Yea sure, whatever" i answered back.

I waited for a few moments till he came back. he stood in the door frame looking at me like he was going to kill me.

"what is this?" Luke asked.

"Whats wh-"

I cut myself off as he stood there with the little piece of metal.

"Well?" he asked again.

"Luke i can explain it all ju-"

"No" he said finishing me off.

"Is there more?" he asked sounding frustrated and angry.

"Yes Luke please don't get rid of them" i begged.

"Oh, believe me... I am way past that!" he pleaded.

"Where are they!?" He demanded.

I just choked up. And responded lazily

"In the bottom drawer in the bathroom."

He came out seconds later with all seven blades.

"I am at this point"

Before anymore words were spoken Luke took each blade and made cuts.

"Luke stop!" I begged

"Then promise me this" he said looking me in the eyes.

"If you want to cut yourself.

You are going to take my arm,

Look me in the eyes

And cut as many times as you would yourself."

I looked at his face And responded with:

"I couldn't hurt you like that"

And then i understood.

Everything.