CHAPTER 15

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It's been two days since I last saw Luke, his blood-streaked skin still haunts me. I've always been that good girl, but he was the one who exploded on my face for no reason. I guess there was a reason. I asked too many questions which catalyzed his anger on me. Since then I lost interest in studying, reading, cooking ..etc. The heat of his anger melting my hobbies. 

"Hey, Judi!" Hannah greets me with a quick hug. As we enter the school premises the cold icy wind sweeps across me preventing me from moving further. The thought of being buried under my thick duvet tempts me. 

Something slams on my face completely blinding me. I shake my head to get this out of my face but the wind never obeys. Hannah giggles softly beside me. I rip that thing out of my face to find a yellow pamphlet, decorated with animated lions across the corner. 

ROAR LIONS! Alphabets in red emphasized my eyes. Hannah stoops down to read it preventing me from throwing it. It does not make a difference if I throw because the whole place is a mess. I further read,' Set your paws ready the game begins next week.' So stupid.

"You're going?"Hannah asks.

"No way! it's the last thing I would do." I nonchalantly answer.

"At least for Luke?" I stared at her not believing I just heard that from her. 

He would not even want to see my face again. And most importantly I'm too lazy for sports. And I hate too many people, cheering, howling like savaged animals. I should sit within the four walls, well-protected, comfortable, and peaceful. 

"Judi!"What's wrong with you? Your spacing out the whole world!" Hannah cries because of my lack of ability to respond. 

"No! I'm....too sleepy." I lie.

Where is Luke?

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LUKE's POV:

The clear blue sky looked serene today. It looked like I was inside the open ocean staring at its surface from beneath. No birds were impuring the clear sky as though they rested just like me. The cold breeze fighting the flame burning within me as I occupy my favorite spot on the roof. My phone vibrates in my hoodie's pocket disturbing the peace I love. I answer without even knowing who is on the other side, "Luke where are you? We need you immediately!" 

Recognizing the voice I answer, "Jeffrey, what happened?".

"Dude! Did you just forget about the game? Coach is pissed off with your negli.....Mr. Marshall"There is a change in voice, "do you need any special invitation to come here?"

"Sorry sir, I'll be there in five minutes." He ends the call. I jump off the roof and rush off to the ground. 

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"SPEAK HIS NAME."

                                                                         AUTHOR'S NOTE;

I know I suck about the slogans I wrote, it's too silly! I'm sorry.

{JF Abraham}



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