cravings || lrh.

the one where she texts luke

jenivives pov (instead of jenna its her full name but now no ones there to call her jenna)

it was 5 am, i jolted awake at the soft sound of rain drops softly hitting the window. i fell asleep around 1, so i've been sleeping for 4 hours. i sighed as i pushed his silky sheets off of me, i was only wearing his "i don't trust me either" shirt that went down to my thighs. i climbed over to the window, staring out mindlessly. the water droplets slowly rolled down the window pane, i slowly put my finger on them, feeling the harsh cold of the window.

its been a week since i left, i've seen tweets, texts and calls of people looking for me. theres this one voicemail of luke, quietly crying and telling me he missed me and that he's going to find me. 

i grasped my forearms as they pulled my legs tightly against my chest, i blew hairs that fell in front of my face. i felt my stomach growl, but i ignored it. i haven't eaten in a while, i was just too upset.

my heart was completely jet black, my mind was like an insane asylum. i brought my nose down into my shirt, sniffing it. it smelled so much like him. i slowly  got up as i shuffled over to the mirror, photographs hung around the edges as i looked at my reflection. my cheek bones were very noticeable as i tugged on my collar, my bulging collar bones shaded my tan skin. my arms were very thin and my dark brown hair was cascading down my shoulders.

i heard scratching at my door, molly. i walked over to the door letting her in, she waddled through the door as i shut it again, i bent down to her level as i pet her, she licked my hands as i giggled. i heard my phone 'ping' from across the room, my feet padded against the wooden floor onto the rug before i swooped up my phone.

luke:

i know you're awake.

i bit my lip, slowly typing back

me:

why would i be sleeping?

i waited for a minute, i haven't talked to anyone in a while besides the hemmings.

luke:

i would hope you would've been dreaming about me :-)

i smiled, i was taken back by his friendliness

me:

believe me, those few hours i slept i dream about you.

luke:

i miss you.

and after that i didn't reply, locking my screen as i lied down on his bed. sighing as i let the tears flow, quietly gasping every so often.

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short chapter ig