Song for Isabelle *A Luka Couffaine Love story*

Chapter 09

Isabelle's P.o.v

It's been five days since I last spoke to Luka. He won't answer any of our phone calls and juleka says she hasn't seen him either. I'm really starting to get worried about him. So I went to the one place I knew he would be.

"Hey isa, how can i help you?" Marinette's warm voice asked from behind the counter. "Hi Mari, i just wanted to know if you've heard anything from Luka, we've been trying to reach him but no answer" i said my voice giving in at the end. She took one good look at me and I began to feel self conscious of how I looked. I've been so filled with worry that i haven't been able to sleep properly and because of that my eyes seemed to be lined with small dark bags. "Im sorry isa, i have no idea" she said a small frown covering her features. I comb my hand through my hair and sigh. If she doesn't know where he is there's no telling where this boy could be. "If you hear from him please let me know" I say, giving her a slight smile. "Wait! Here's something for the road" she said, handing me a small cup of cocoa. "Thank you '' I say reaching for my bag to pay. "Dont worry its on the house" she said her signature smile allining her lips."i couldn't possibly-""isa, its okay..dont worry about it get home safe okay? And try and get some rest" she said once more.

Why are you so kind Marinette? Everything would be so much easier if you were a bitch and I could hate you. I mutter a small goodbye and begin to make my way to my apartment.

Halfway there I felt my phone vibrate and I reached for it frantically hoping that its luka, I softly sigh when I see Evan's name flash on my screen. I clicked the small icon and his face appeared on my screen. "Hey issy, how yah doing?" he said a cheery smile at the end of his sentence. He wore a simple black shirt and his hair seemed to be all over the place. "Nothing, i've been out looking for luka.. Have you heard from him?" I say hopeful. He glances to the side and there's some mumbling that can be heard in the background.

"Yeah he's here" he said switching the camera to show a messy hair luka curled up in Evans' bed, his face stuffed in a pillow. My heart breaks at the scene of luka this way. I relax knowing that he's with Evan and not alone.

"What did you suddenly forget to use a phone?" i say a little bit more harsh than i intended it to be. "Chill out is not that big of a deal" luka says, his voice muffled by the pillow that was currently stuffed in his face. "Has he been there the whole time? " I say , directing my attention to Evan. "uhh..well yeah.." he said scratching the back of his neck, the camera now facing him. "And you didn't think to tell me ? i've been out looking for him, i've been sick with worry and not to mention jules has been freaking out!" i could feel my voice raising and peoples stares boring holes into my back but i cant seem to find the will to care. "I thought he was dead!" "Issy calm down-""No fuck you, why should i fucking calm down?...Whenever hes with me he cant seem to put down his fucking phone, Always texing Marinette..but its too fucking hard to text me that hes okay?...He fucking ran out on me and then just dissapears for the next few days ?!" "ISABELLE" Evans voice ran through my ears..hes never been one to raise his voice so him doing it right now startled the fuck out of me. "He's okay, He's fine go home and calm down you guys can speak later." "I don't know why you care so much! You're not my girlfriend, you dont need to know where i am every single fucking day" Luka's voice rang through my ears. I know I'm acting irrational but I just can't help it. He put me through hell these last few days and I just can't deal with this anymore. My head began to ring and I couldn't find a way to stop the voice repeating in my head. You're not my girlfriend. I'm not Marinette. I start to shake my head lightly and I feel the tears start to form in my eyes..a small chuckle leaves my mouth and I'm 100 percent sure i look like a crazy person. "Fuck off Couffaine, You know what i don't want to see him.. He made it obvious he doesn't care about me. Why should I care about him.. Im done evan...im completely done with Luka Couffaine""And Couffaine you can go on ahead and fuck yourself, im out of the band find yourself another drummer im done" i felt my warm tears roll down my face and by the look on Evans face i could tell he understood the hidden meaning in my words. I'm completely done with loving Luka Couffaine. "I-i have to go" I say, my voice cracking a bit. "Isabelle-"luka starts to say but i end the call before he can get a chance to finish the sentence, Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuuuuck. I cant even with his fucking dumbass. I'm taken away from my thoughts by water droplets falling on my skin. Fucking great. Just what i fucking needed. I start to slightly run to my apartment and hope for fuck sake i dont get drenched in this rain, which is turning out to be highly unlikely.