Rose's POV
Soo.
Sooooooooo.
Sssssoooooooo.
Bored.
Sorry, I'm really bored.
I don't do anything when Luke's not around.
I'm literally just sprawled out on the couch watching TV.
Upside down TV
I haven't really been paying attention to it though, I've been getting distracted.
It could be Spanish TV, and I wouldn't even notice.
I focus on the TV for a moment.
It's not in Spanish.
"Uggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I say loudly, spazzing a little.
"Whaaattt..." A voice says from behind me.
I quickly get up, hoping it's Luke, and get whiplash. I wobble a little and then I focus on the person in front of me.
It's just my mom, she's carrying bags.
"Nothing." I say grabbing some of her grocery bags.
"Where's 'Luke'?" She asks, putting one of her bags down to put air quotations on 'Luke'.
"He could help take out the groceries." She said chuckling to herself.
I slam the groceries I took from her down on the ground and head for my room, giving her an angry glare.
"Hey!" She says reaching her hand out to scold me, but I'm already near the stairs.
"This is why I don't talk to you!" I yell, stomping up the stairs.
"Whatever, I'll just have Luke help me!" She yells when I get to the top.
I scream out in frustration and slam my door.
She really doesn't care.
I scream loudly into my pillow, biting it.
Why can't I have a normal, supporting mom?!
Ugh.
Luke's POV
It's been, like, a day, and I'm already dying over missing her.
Ugh.
We made it off the plane and now we're at my aunt and uncles.
Right now I'm playing some stupid game to occupy myself.
I'm supposed to be unpacking, but I don't see the point. I'm only staying here for a week.
After about ten minutes, my mum comes into 'my room' and sits on 'my bed'.
"Whatcha doing?" She asks, trying to see what I'm doing.
I turn it away from her, glaring at her a little.
"Watching porn." I say blatantly, looking at my phone screen.
"LUCAS ROBERT HEMMINGS!" She says taking my phone away from me quickly and flushing, to see the unicorn blowing things up. Don't ask. I have some weird ass shit on my phone.
I almost laugh at the sight, but remember where we are. I'm still mad at her, for taking me away from Rose.
She makes an inhumane noise, putting my phone down, and left without another word.
I went back to my unicorn, getting comfortable on my temporary bed.
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Are You There?
Teen FictionA girl in America has a mental disorder, and she thinks she's talking to this guy named Luke. They're best friends and talk to each other all the time. The only problem is; he's not really there. Or so they thought. Discontinued.
