After a few days of wasting away in the hospital, I was allowed to go home. The doctor gave me a bottle of pain medication and I was under strict instructions not to drink. However, he never banned me from my drugs.
The drive home was uneventful and short. We arrived home in less than 10 minutes.
As soon as I walked through the front door, I walked to my room. I shut the door to my room, and ran over to my stash. Fuck. I'm running low on everything. I will have to contact my dealer soon to restock. Thank god my parents are fucking rich. I would never be able to afford my expensive 'hobby' otherwise.
I grab my flask and a bag of colored pills and head to the balcony. I don't care that I'm not 'allowed' to drink. The doctor just said it will help in the recovery process to get me to stop drinking. I can see through his lies very easily. Some people are just bad liars. Or maybe I'm just good at detecting them...
Instead of staying up on the balcony, I climb down to the ground and start walking towards the woods.
My house is almost completely surrounded by woods. Some may say it is scary at night, but for me, it is the only place I find solace. I turn on my phone flashlight and start walking the path I used to frequent so many years ago. The light was unnecessary because I knew the surroundings like the back of my hand, but I liked to have it for precautionary measures.
After walking for five minutes, the trees start to clear, and a large lake appears in front of me. Dreamer's Lake. I named it myself when I was very young. I used to float on the water facing towards the sky and just close my eyes. I would imagine and dream of anything and everything. And I named it so.
I sit on the hammock my father put up many years ago. The metal is rusty, and parts of the netting are ripped. But I still love it.
I open up the plastic bag and place two pills in my mouth. I swallow them with a swig of vodka. I then lay down and stare at the stars. I take slow sips of the vodka seeing as I only brought one flask.
I close my eyes and let the sensation begin. Pure ecstasy.
"Mind if I join you?" I jolt up expecting a murderer, but came face to face with Luke.
"God you scared me!"
He smiles his charming smile. And I can't help but notice the playfulness in his eyes. "Sorry baby. Won't happen again." I blush when he says baby. "But Ms. Evans, you never answered my question. Can I join you?"
"Of course." I smile as he makes his way to the hammock. I scoot over a smidge as he climbs on. The hammock was big enough to fit both of us shoulder to shoulder. Luke grabs my hand and interlocks it with his. I close my eyes and enjoy the sweet bliss.
"How is your head?" He asks.
"It's okay. It hurt pretty badly the first few days, but it is slowly healing... But I have to ask... Did you take me to the hospital? The doctor said a boy dropped me off, but he was never identified..."
"I'd rather not say. I wouldn't want this to be about the person who took you there, but about your injury itself. It seemed very serious. I'm just glad you're okay..." He won't admit it because he is too sweet, but I know he took me to the hospital. And his answer confirms it.
There is a long pause, but the silence isn't awkward. It's comforting.
I slowly open my eyes and look back up at the stars. "Do you ever wish you could join them?"
"Who?" Luke asks.
"The stars. Don't you ever want to go up and be with them?"
"I've never thought about it. But given the opportunity to be with the stars, I would only accept the offer if you were there with me. So we could shine together." I look to him and see him smiling a sweet yet transfixing smile. I look back to the stars and can't help but smile as well.
"You always know exactly what to say, don't you?"
"Perks of loving poetry. It helps amaze beautiful girls."
I turn to look at him, but find he is already looking at me. He brings his hand to my hair, and brushes it out of the way. He then leans in to press his soft lips against mine. His cold lip ring touches my lips and sends shivers down my spine. Our lips move in sync: slowly but passionately.
I slowly pull away. "Please don't leave me again. I need you."
He smiles sadly. "There will always come a time when I have to leave you. But I will always find you. I will always come back to you, my darling."
"You can't promise that." I feel my heart sink. I close my eyes to prevent any tears from falling. How can this boy do these things to me. Make me feel the way I do. Make me feel something. Anything. I have been emotionless and numb for too long. And if he were to leave, I would go back to being that way.
"I cannot. But I can promise that if you are lost, I will never stop searching. Even when the stars stop shining and when everything is long gone. I will keep looking for you. And I will never stop."
"But what if I'm dead? How can you find me then?"
"Even if I cannot find you here on earth, my soul will find you no matter where yours travels." He briefly kisses my forehead before standing.
"Are you leaving so soon?"
"No Luna. I was standing so I could ask you to dance with me under the stars."
"But there is no music..." I begin to say.
"We don't need music. The world is our music. The swaying of the trees. The crunching of gravel. All of it stirs up a symphony just for us." He gestures with his arms wide to the open sky. "So what do you say? Dance with a poor lonely poet?" He extends his arm out and I take his hand gingerly.
He gently pulls me up and leads me away from the hammock. He slides one hand to my waist, and keeps his other entertwined with mine. I bring my free hand to his shoulder. He pulls me close as we begin to sway. I look up at him in amazement. His eyes sparkle like the stars in the sky. They squint slightly as he smiles down at me.
He easily has several inches on me, so I rest my head on his chest. We rock from foot to foot, side to side, keeping time with the swaying trees and the gentle sound of the lake water rolling to the shore.
No moment could ever be as perfect as this one. I just wish this moment of absolute ecstasy would never end.
I'm so sorry for the shitty chapter! It was so short and just kind of eh. But I promise it gets better! Oh and don't forget to vote and comment. Thanks! Ily all <3
~Delaney xx
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Escape {L.H}
FanfictionEscape: to break free from confinement or control. To fail to be noticed or remembered. To succeed in avoiding or eluding something or someone. To leave and never return.