The Show ((Luke Brooks Fanfic))

Chapter 30

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THANKS BYE ILY

*Luke's POV*

As the night progressed, Bennie fell asleep on the couch without a word. I tried to make simple talk with her but she just brushed me off so easily and I didn't know how to respond.

I understand that what I told her was hard to take in and I regret telling her, because it wasn't the truth.I walk into the bedroom, closing the door behind me, and sit on the edge of the bed.

My hand reaches to my back pocket where I pull out my phone, I dial a number in that has been in my mind ever since I got back home and I press call.The rings are slow and annoying which agitates me even more.After the fifth ring, a voice sounds on the other line.

"Eh, you done?" His voice booms.

"I hope so, this is the last thing I'm doing for your shitty prank!" I speak, making sure he understands.

"Yeah, well. You've done your bit and we'll do the rest." I can hear the smirk playing on his face.

"Just make she believed you otherwise you've fucked up everything!""I know how to fucking act, for fuck sake!"

"If you say so..." He laughs.

"I made myself puke just so she'd fall for it, I've done enough to persuade her!"

"You're more like Beau than I would have guessed."I don't know if this whole plan is okay though..."

"You're not chickening out are you?! Has she got you under her fucking spell?"

"There's no spell, she's normal."

"So you choose her over your brothers?"

"What?""You do realise you're choosing over us or her."

"Don't you dare d-"

"If you pick her, we'll just include you in our big plot and tell her everything. Remember how it was all your idea in the flirt place..." He interrupts, wickedly.

I pull the phone from against my ear and end the call, throwing it onto my bed in frustration.

The sudden pang of guilt flushes through my body and I sink onto the floor with my hands covering my face. I'm not supposed to be like this, I stopped after she became... when she became... Bennie.

The girl who's only confident around me, I can tell when she's upset and I can tell when she's in a good mood. Either way, she knows she'll always end up smiling after we talk and watch a shitty chickflick that she bribed me into.

I throw a pillow over to the other side of the room, followed by three more. My mind takes me back to the first time I saw her room.

I stare at the pillows on the floor and then I imagine the pillows that were scattered on her 'perfect' little bed. I see the chest drawers, the small lamp by her bed and the toy on the floor. And then I see the camera, sitting exactly where I placed it.

I think to the first time I opened it on my laptop, and then the second.

My fingers wrap around the duvet and I yank it off the bed, swinging it behind me, alone with the sheets.

My mouth lets out a grunt and I shove the mattress into the floor.

I let my eyes close for a short second as the memories of her first time flash through my mind. I was to rough and she didn't want that.

My legs take me to where the pillows are and I grab hold of a sharp item to hold against the pillow. I rip several lines, letting several feathers sprinkle out like snow. I repeat the same process with the other pillows until there aren't any left.

"Luke." Her soft voice whispers from the other side of the room.

"You need to get out." I say, firmly. "Now!"

She takes a deep breath and walks forward slowly, shaking her head so innocently.

"Benn, go! Can't you see? I'm not good for you, you need to go now."

She reaches out in front of her in attempt to grab my hands but hesitates, in which results to her pulling her arms back to her sides.

"See! You can't touch me because you think I hurt someone! That's why you need to go."

There's no point in telling her to go find someone else and all that bullshit because I don't want her with anyone else, but I don't want her near me.

"We will sort this out, just put the scissors down and we can sit down and it will be okay, you said you did nothing and I believe you." She says quieter, with her eyes on the scissors that I didn't even know were still in my hands.

I drop them to the floor and take a step back.

"You can get your stuff later, in fact, I'll drop it off to you tomorrow but you need to go now, Bennie. I'm not good... for you."

If she finds out about the camera it will break her but I can't continue lying like this not after her soft eyes are staring right through me.

"You are." She breathes out as if she wants to cry again.

If I was right for her, I would have stopped but instead I did something stupid and now she's going to get even more hurt.

"I love you." She says, quiet enough so I can barely make it out.I swallow hard and rub my eyes hard. Fuck.

"I..." My breath shortens and I feel as if I can't breathe, I can't cry.

"I don't love you, I... I never have." She shakes her head and furrows her eyebrows letting her eyes fill with tears."I- I never even liked you... And that's why you need to go." My voice cracks.

Her legs are faster than my thoughts and she runs out the room closing the door behind her.