My Shattered Heart (Lukanette FF)

Music

Luka's POV
I'm sitting next to Marinette at the top of the Eiffel Tower. She was eating the cookies I had bought her. As she reached in the bag to grab another cookie the sleeve of her jacket slides up her arm slightly. I can see the fresh cuts she had given herself. I had known she was depressed, but I never thought she would harm herself. I grab her hand, pulling up her sleeve.

Marinette's POV
I was eating my cookies when Luka suddenly grabs my hand. His eyes are focused on the cuts on my wrist. Snatching my hand back I turn away, ashamed. I feel Luka wrap his arms around me. After a few minutes he lets go, turning me towards him. I expect him to be disappointed, or even mad. He looks at me, no sign of disappointment or anger on his face. "Please don't do this to yourself. It really doesn't help." He says, sadness on his eyes.

"How would you know?" I reply defensively. Luka pulls up his own sleeves, showing me the scars decorating his arms. In all the time we had spent together I had never noticed them before. "I was in a really bad place, but I found a reason to be happy." He says, a smile forming on his lips. "I didn't want you to see me like that, so I forced myself to stop." He continues, pulling his sleeves back down. "Look, I know what your going through is hard, but please don't hurt yourself." He says, holding my hands.

For the next week I tried my hardest to resist the urge to pick up the blade, and everyday it got a little easier. I began to feel happier, especially when I was with Luka. One day we were at the park, I was sitting with Luka playing on my phone. He sat next to me playing his guitar, a soft song that made my heart flutter. Grabbing his hand I dragged him back to my house, which I had finally been staying at again. Pulling him up to my room I sat on my couch, waiting for him to sit beside me. We spent the rest of the evening watching movies and cuddling.

As the credits were playing for the movie I yawned, sleep dragging my eyelids down. Without realizing I fell asleep, laying my head on Luka's lap. I woke up momentarily, confused when I noticed I was in my bed. Looking over I see Luka laying beside me, eyes closed as he listens to music. Moving closer I listen to his heartbeat, the steady drumming lulling me back to sleep.

I wake up to find the bed beside me empty, the sheets still warm. I look around, trying to find Luka. I don't see him anywhere, as I start to panic I hear something. The shower was going. Calming down I pull myself out of bed, taking a seat at my desk. I pull out my sketchbook, opening it to a blank page.

Luka's POV
Stepping out of the shower I wrap a towel around my waist. I look in the the mirror at the cut on my head, almost healed by now. I wince at the slight pain as I dry my hair. After pulling on some clothes I walk out. Seeing Mari at her desk I walk over, watching as she draws a new design. "That's really good." I say, laughing as she jumps. "Oh, I didn't notice you approaching." She says, laughing at herself.

Sitting down on the couch I pull out my guitar, playing a new song I had been working on. I strum the guitar, my fingers gliding over the strings. Getting lost in the music I do something I don't normally do, I begin to sing.

Marinette's POV
I was working on a new dress design, sketching out my ideas. I hear Luka start to play his guitar, putting my pencil down I lean back and listen. He's playing a soft, sweet tune. As he continues to play he does something surprising, he starts to sing.

I had never heard Luka sing before. The song had been so beautiful. I walk over and sit down as he strums the last chords. "That was amazing Luka! I didn't know you liked to sing." I say, grabbing his hand. "Oh uh, I don't really do it in front of other people. You and Juleka are the only ones who have heard me sing." He says, an embarrassed blush dusting his face. I lean over and give him a kiss, making him blush even more.

"I want to hear another song!" I say, wanting to listen to his voice again. "Ok, give me a second to think." He says, laughing at my eagerness. After a few seconds he sets his guitar aside, pulling out his phone instead. He plays a recording, starting the intro to the song.

After the recording stops Luka looks at me, waiting for a reaction. "That was awesome! Did you write those yourself?" I ask excitedly. He nods his head in reply. "Why don't you sing more often?" I ask, curious. "I just get really nervous." He says, looking away.

Luka's POV
I hadn't sang to anyone in forever, so I was nervous when I finished the song. Mari really enjoyed it though, making me feel a little better about it. "Will you sing one more song? Please?" She says, looking at me hopefully. I lean back and look at her, a grin on her face. "Look through these and tell me which one you want to hear." I say, handing her my phone. She takes it and starts scrolling through, before stopping at one. "This one." She says, pointing at the one titled Taken By Sleep.

"Oh, I forgot about that one. I'm not sure you want to hear it." I say, thinking of the lyrics. "Why not?" Mari asks. I don't reply, remembering when I wrote the song. "Hey Luka, you ok?" She asks, bringing me back to the present. "Uh yeah, I'm fine. Just a little distracted." I say as I look away, trying to hide how upset I am. Before she can ask me anymore questions I get up, walking out to the balcony.