Maybe We Shouldn't Know About This (But We Do Anyway) (a UA fanfic)

III

"Allison? What's wrong?"

Luther closed the door behind him, him and Allison being in Allison's room. Posters of Allison in all her acting glory plastered all across the wall. Allison sat on her bed and urged Luther to sit with her, which he did.

"If you're asking if I still love you, I do."

"No," Allison signed. "You shouldn't be. That's the problem."

Luther furrowed his brows. Him loving her is a problem? No, it's not, he can feel it.

"No, it's not. Our love is true."

"No, it's not," Allison countered. Luther opened his mouth to cut her before she lifts a hand, silencing him. "Just let me explain."

"Ok."

"You know in the 1960s I married Ray, right?" Allison started. Luther nodded. "I learned what true love feels like. And what we have isn't it. It's never it."

Luther wondered before slowly shaking his head. For all he knows, his love for her is as true as it gets.

"When we were 15, I wanted affection so bad," Allison starts. "Dad couldn't give me what I want- he couldn't give any of us what we wanted."

"I know."

"I wasn't close to Diego at all. Klaus was always with Ben. Vanya was too busy with her violin. Five is already missing. You were lonely too but you were willing to let me play with you," Allison elaborated, sighing deeply as she shook her head lightly and placed her hands down to rest for a moment. "We spend more time together than apart."

"Then?"

"One day, you were exhausted from your intensive training-" Allison bit her bottom lip. "I knocked on your door to talk to you, but you wouldn't let me in. So I rumoured you to let me in."

"Who cares about that, Al?" Luther lightly scoffs. Allison sighed. "You care for me, a sister can care for her brother."

"It's not just that. You raved on about Dad's training and I listened." Allison shook her head. "I hugged you and rumoured you again."

"What did you say?"

"I rumoured you to love me as lovers do."

Luther's eyes turned milky white for a moment after hearing that, his head tilted back. When the sapphire colour of his eyes returns, Luther can only furrow his brows. "What?"

"I rumoured you to love me as lovers do," Allison signed again. "You know that my rumours don't break until I tell them the truth? I never told you the truth until now."

"You rumoured me?" Luther furrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes immediately dropped as the realisation kicks in. "You never loved me."

"I did!"

"Bullshit!" Luther shouts as he punches her wall, a hole appearing in the spot where he punches it. Allison's face contorted as she had her hands to hug her body, cowering in fear. She has never seen Luther this angry in her life. "All the dates, all the kisses, all the risks I took to turn off the cameras in your room so we can kiss, we went through the damn second stage!"

"I'm sorry!" Allison signed, her hands shaking in fear. "I was lonely and Dad didn't love me-"

"Dad didn't love any of us!" Luther cuts, pushing her hands down in rage. He squeezed her wrists in pure rage. "Not just you. He didn't love me, he didn't love Vanya, he didn't love Klaus, he didn't love any of us! None of us forced the other to fill in the hole!"

Allison pulled herself away from Luther, shaking her hands both in fear and pain.

"Do you honestly think that I'll forgive you?" Luther asked. "None of my relationships have ever been real! I slept with that girl from the rave because I was so high that I let her sleep with me! You knew I would've said no if I had the power, you knew I'm still distraught over it."

"I'm sorry."

Luther gripped onto the doorknob and turned it to leave. Diego was standing just outside the door, holding a knife.

"What the hell did you do to Allison?!"

Luther held his brother by his collar and threw him into Allison's room.

"Hey!" Diego moved forward, but Allison held him back, signing 'no' to him.

"Nummer Eins!" Klaus called, standing in front of him. "Why the face? Why did you punch-" Klaus looked behind Luther to Allison's room door, viewing how Allison shakes in fear and Diego shaking in anger- and Allison's shaking hand holding him back. "- Allison's wall?"

"Leave me alone." Luther pushed his way through his brother and stormed off. Luther saw Five's head and Vanya's wheelchair both appearing from their respective rooms, curious as to what all the noise is.

"Luther-"

"Shut up!" Luther turned his back to face Diego and Allison. "You don't know the full story, so SHUT THE FUCK UP!

"I'm sorry!" Allison signed.

"Shut the fuck up!" Luther hits a railing until it breaks again. "Control your damn power or lose it!"

"Luther!" Vanya shouted. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Fuck off, Vanya!" Luther glared at her and ran to the gym, he always feels calm in the gym after punching all the targets. He walked to the nearest target and started punching it, not giving a single fuck about time. What is late? He can work with his report to days' off in the moon- why can't he do it now?

Fuck Allison. FUCK ALLISON!

None of them got Reginald's love, it's not just her! Reginald fucking mutilated his body, tear him apart and put him back together a monster. He sent him to the MOON for FOUR YEARS! Four years of complete solitude with both auditory and visual hallucinations and complete paranoia, having to sell off his immune for absolutely nothing. What about all the sneaking into the control room to turn off the cameras? He got caught a couple of times and had his bones broken because of it!

Is anything in his life ever real?