~Dream~
"Daddy! PLease no please! Daddy! Stop! You're hurting me!" I scream.
My father slaps me.
"Shut up you worthless git!" He roared.
I was only 8. I remember this completetly.
I stand there, as a ghost in this memory, or dream, and watch my younger self get beat by my father for the first time.
And i was terrified.
He slaps and kicks me; screaming in rage.
This is the day he broke his beer bottle over my head. I remember like i was yesterday.
He kicks me, gets tired, and sits down.
I turn, ready to scamper away.
"WHO SAID I WAS DONE?!"
CRASH.
HE broke it over y head.
The memory fades into another one.
"Mommy? Whats happening to Daddy?" My 4 year old self tugs on the hem of my mothers dress. "Whats are those holes in his arm?"
"You're father is sick, Alli. He poisons himself." My mother bends down to my height and hugs me.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because he wants too," She smiles sadly at me.
"Doesnt it hurt him?"
"A little, but then it dissappears." She pushes hait behind my ear. "Want some icecream?"
Another memory fades in..
My father stumbles through the front door. This is when i was 9. He hurt me so bad, i had to go to the hospital for 5 days.
I cant take this....
"L-Luke?" I sob.
"Alli? Alli! Whats wrong?" Luke is awake in a second, clutching me against his bare chest. "Its okay, im here,"
"D-Dad," I stutter.
"He cant hurt you. I wont let him." Luke soothes.
My dad is clean and sober now, but he still scares me. I get nightmares a lot.
Except..... not usually with Luke...
Luke tilts my chin up and cups my face, pushing his lips against mine.
Its comforting, warm.
His lips are soft, his lipring cold.
I kiss back for a second and then pull away, resting my head on his chest.
Luke sighs.
I place my hands on his stomach and trace patterns.
"Alli?" Luke mumbles.
"Yea?"
"I love you,"
-
"Ive been thinking, Alli." Luke sighs, playing with my hair.
We are still in bed, its been silent for ages.
I trace patterns on his stomach, making him shudder every once in a while.
"About?" I ask.
"You, Me, Us." He says.
"What about us?"
"I..... I want to be with you. I know you dont trust me just yet and that you arent ready for a relationship witha superstar... But i can protect you. I wont leave your side. I promise. Ever since the mall, ive known i loved you. God, i have no idea how. We had just met! But i just knew... I remember the song that was playing the day i met you.... Happy Little Pill by Troye Sivan. Ive been listening to that a lot. I want you to be mine, to be able to say, 'you cant have her.' I want to be with you. Only you. Will you be my girlfriend? Please?" Luke has found my hands and was playing with my fingers.
"Luke?"
"Yea?"
"Its 11:54,"
HEY GUYS
REALLY SHITTY UPDATE BUT HEYYYYY
HE
POPPED
THE
QUESTION
AND IT WAS THEIR TIME TOOOOOO
GOD IM S EVIL FOR NOT HAVING HER ANSWER HEHE.
YOU LOOOVVEEEE MEEE
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BYEEEEEE
