28. The letters

1.3K 39 0
                                    

*2 months later.*

Lucy's POV.

Luke and Stacy are now officially one of Hollywoods cutest couples. Jakes now getting serious with his girlfriend whos gotten worse. Their both back at work full time and busier than ever. Their careers are the best they've even been. As for me. I've been here.


I'm in my room studying for a test next week. I decided to stay at Lukes now that I don't get along with Jakes girlfriend and they're living together now. It's 9 pm when I hear the door close. Lukes finally home. I don't really give it much attention. Suddenly Lukes at my door and I jump slightly.

"I did knock." he says defensively but also feeling a little guilty.

"I guess I didn't hear it." i say before turning back to my book.

"Still studying for that test then." I can tell he's trying to make a conversation and I feel bad. when did it become difficult for us to talk to each other? "Why don't you take a day off and do something fun." he says walking in and sitting on the edge of my bed.

"There's nothing for me to do." I'm really trying my best not to say the wrong thing. I dont want to upset him.

"What do you mean? you used to do lots of things." Yeah with you. But now you're busy.

"I'll find something, don't worry," I say giving him a weak smile when I get up. 

"Ok.... good. Well in which case im off to bed. see you in the morning." he says walking over to me and giving me a kiss on the head before he leaves.

"Yeah." I whisper to myself after he's left. I walk over to the edge of my bed and pick up my notebook. I let out a long sigh as I look at the calendar underneath it. One more week.

I say on my bed and continue writing in my notebook. I never told Luke but I went into his room and found a letter he'd been working on. I'd missed my brothers a lot the last couple of months so I started writing letters. I started with my mum. We fixed things and she apologised and told me the whole story. I wasn't mad though. We're closer now as well. I then started writing to some of my old friends back home. but this letter wasnt for any of them. I'd started writng to my dad. Not having my brothers or my mum made me realise just how much I'd been missing him. I got the address from Lukes unfinished letter. I write to my dad every week now or whenever I feel alone or miss him. He always writes back. Apparently my first letter made him tear up, he showed it to everyone saying 'that's my little girl'. I cried the night I got that letter. I keep all his letters stashed under my pillow. I don't have a box for them at the moment and Im too young to get a job. And lukes been so busy I haven't bothered reminding him about my allowance. Though tonight I had an apple and some plain biscuits for dinner. We're out of groceries and Luke spends all his time now on dates or eating out. But I manage.


I spent the whole night working on my letter. I don't have school today anyway. I walk downstairs and to my surprise find luke stood with his arms crossed watching someone install security cameras inside the house.

"There you are. Are you ok?" He sounds concerned and now I'm really confused.

"I'm fine. why?" I ask.

"I woke up and found the back window broken and all the cupboards empty." he says. I pull him to the kitchen so the workers don't hear.

"Luke I broke the window." He looks shocked.

"How?" He asks.

"I don't remember. I did it a month ago." His eyes widen.

"A month?! Wait then why are the cupboards empty?" he asks.

My famous brothersWhere stories live. Discover now