CheckMate (A Luke Castellan fan fic. OC CHARACTER)

Chemical Romance

It will be in Raphael's POV unless said otherwise. 🤗🤗🤗

Friday Morning(Day of Chemo)

Something bright shined into my eyes. The smell of chai tea lingered in my nostrils. "Wakey Wakey sunshine." Luke's voice rung through my ears. I grumbled. A thumb rubbed my cheek slowly. Forcing me out of the sleep that I was desperately trying to find. I opened my eyes slowly. Luke smiled from in front of me.
My mind was frazzled and my vision blurry for a minute or so. I just looked at Luke. "I brought you that chai shit you love so much." I smiled. "Thanks." He kissed my forehead and helped me sit up. Waking up for me was getting harder and harder with every passing day. Once I even woke up not being able to see.

I reached my pale hands over to the warm cup of tea that was placed in a thermos on the nightstand. He helped me sit up. I offered him a sip. "Nope." I begged. He rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll try it." I smiled devilishly. He took a sip and scrunched his nose. He swallowed it. "Yeah that's nasty. Tastes like fall threw up in my mouth." I laughed silently. I set the drink on the nightstand and bounced up. Luke caught me in his arms. "I have to go check on Milo and tell her we're heading out. Are you okay by yourself?" I reluctantly nodded.
I jumped up and kissed his nose. He smiled and kissed me forehead and his arms retracted and he walked out the room. I slowly walked over to the closet and put a black laced bra on with a t-shirt- that was actually mine- it had My Chemical Romance on it. I brushed my hair upwards. I walked into the bathroom and went into his side of the cabinets. I found some gel. I ran it up into my hair. Luke walked in behind me and helped.

     "Thanks Baby. Although I was good." I looked up. "Come on. We all know you're never goo- OW what was that for?" I kicked my foot back and hit him in the shin. "You know damn well what that was for. Now come on. We're gonna be late for attending hell. Oops sorry I mean the hospital." I smiled and washed my hands of the gel. He twirled passed him. I grabbed my phone off the stand and unlocked it. I had a miss call from an unknown number, along with a voicemail. I'll decide to listen to it later.
         I put it in my back pocket and climbed onto Luke's back as he walked out the room. "Someone's feeling happy today aren't we?" Damien asked in his- now annoying- Austrian accent. I flipped him off and Luke shushed us "kids" and told us to play nice. He carefully walked down the steps-not to make me fall- and walked down the halls. He walked to the gay-rage (hehe my new favorite way to say garage) and plopped next on the ground. My knees buckled beneath me a bit but I didn't fall.

     He handed me my chai tea and made sure I was buckled before hopping in the car himself. He opened the gay-rage  and started the car and drove down the "road". "So.... I was thinking?" Luke started out. Oh god. I hate those four words. "Since you're birthday is coming up we could have a small party. Only if you want to of course. I'm not pressuring you into anything." I smiled and bent down to pick at my nails. "I don't know. Crowds make me anxious... plus I've never. Uhm. Celebrated my birthday. But I mean, we can. But I'm going to need alcohol to get through it." I laughed lightly.
    I didn't want to meet his eyes. Afraid of what he would say. Even though it was his idea. "We can keep it small. Just us, Nico and Will, Damien, Mya, Brooklyn and Milo? Remember Love this is up to you. I don't want you doing anything that you're not comfortable with." I nodded still picking at my cuticles. He broke my hands apart and held one. "You should also stop doing that. It's not good for you're nail beds." I laughed.

      I picked my chai tea and chugged it happily. He turned left and we pulled into the hospital. He parked the car and we got out and started to the front desk. Luke said the appointment - time and shit- and she led us to the room I was always in. I sat on the bed anxiously. My leg was slightly shaking. I took deep breaths and did the finger thing. Where you skip you're ring finger and go back and forth with the others.
       The nurse came in with the tray of medical equipment. I closed my eyes as I couldn't breathe. "Miss Miranda I'm going to insert them now okay?" I nodded trying to coerce the tears to not run down my face. I felt a sharp pain in my arm for several minutes until another made it worse. I was almost hyperventilating. "Can Luke come in yet?" I whispered. "Yes. Let me fetch him." She walked out and the room started to seem smaller. I looked around and it seemed to be crushing everything. I knew I was having a claustrophobic attack but it just wouldn't go away.

       I pulled my legs to my chest in an attempt to calm myself. Luke rushed to my side as soon as he saw me looking around the room dazed and scared. He shook my face gently. "Love. Love! It's all okay. Focus on me. Focus come on you can do it." He held my head in his hands and I stared at him.
      He sat down across from me and carefully lifted me into his lap. He put my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. Knowing it'll drown out the claustrophobia and bring me back to reality a bit. All that was heard in the room was breathing, beeping, and my sobs.

     "It's okay. Let just get through this next two hours of hell and then we can go home." I nodded. I lifted my head up and faced him. He looked down and kissed me. I kissed him back. I love him so much. It ain't even funny. He's my world. My light. My dark. My everything. He's my entire fucking universe and so much more. He rubbed my back. I readjusted my arm with the needles sticking out and continued to cling to Luke.
"What do you want for your birthday Love?" I giggled. "You. You and you only. Maybe a hoodie or two as well." He laughed silently. "As will be done Love. You will never loose me. Not if I can help it." I smiled into his chest. He picked my head up. "What do you want to do after this Love?" I thought for a minute. "Taco Bell." He laughed. I poked my head out of his hands and yawned. "Love how much sleep did you get last night?" I looked down. "I couldn't sleep. I only fell asleep when the sun came up." I mumbled.

I know I should get over the whole anxious and scared about if he was going to hit me or yell. But I just couldn't. I cowards my head down farther. "Love. I would never hurt you. Mentally or physically. Hey look at me." He tilted my head to look at him. "I'm sorry." I mumbled. "Never apologize for something that you can't help but do. Now take a nap. I can see clearly that you're exhausted." I smiled a bit and cuddled back into his chest.
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I climbed onto Luke's back as we walked back through the warehouse. I placed my head on his shoulder and hummed to myself. We got many odd looks and I glared at them and they stopped. Jordan laughed at us. I flipped him off. "Don't worry Jordan. She's all bark and no bite." I rolled my eyes. "I will bitch slap you." Luke laughed at me. "There's a meeting in fifteen boss." Luke nodded at Jordan and we kept on walking. We stopped in the kitchen and he laid me down on the counter.
He walked over to the fridge and grabbed me an apple. He tossed it at me and I bit into it. Instantly regretting it, sensitive teeth!!!!! I rubbed my teeth with my tongue. I finished the apple and tossed it in the garbage can. I hopped off the counter carefully. Luke wrapped his arms around my waist. "Come on lets go." I tried to pull away. "But I don't wanna." He pouted. "Oh come on." I pulled his arms away from my waist and dragged him towards the meeting room.

He suddenly stopped walking and I was an inch away from the floor. My breathe caught in my throat and I was pulled up. "I promised to never let you get hurt." My face turned a shade of red. "Come on lets go." He pulled me up all the way and we continued to walk into the room. I ran a hand through my hair and sat down in my usual spot. Luke sat down and turned into "spooky hitler".
        I didn't pay any intention to what they were saying until Luke gently shook my thigh. I looked up. "Raph pay attention to this." He whispered to me. I nodded. I felt the anger in the room. Anger seemed to be directed in my direction.

      "I'm just saying. We don't know if she's spying or if she's just a fucking slut." One of the people yelled. I only knew three people in the room. Milo, Damien, and Brooklyn. Luke's face was red and he was close to breaking point. Arguing got louder and louder until I couldn't hear anything except ringing. My heightened hearing was a pain in my ass right now. I readjusted the sleeves on my sweater nervously.
     I scratched my scars and I felt a bit nauseous and hot. I fiddled with the collar of my sweater and my breathing enhanced. Luke seemed to notice my state or panic and distress. "Enough!!! All of you out except Brooklyn... NOW!" Everyone scattered quickly and Luke rushed in front of me. He held my shaking hands in his. "Raphael you need to calm down." Brooklyn tried to coerce me. I could barely hear anyone over the ringing.

     Time seemed to slow around me as Luke took me out of my chair and laid me on the ground. My vision blurred and my eyes rolled back into my head.