Betty Bunhead {Hemmings Au}

nineteen

A/N: here's a gif of Luke looking annoyed aww (oh btw im going to go back a lltile in time since its lukes pov and such)

{Luke's POV}

I was so nervous for Sage to come over. The nerves seem like they would go away after we started dating but they have only gotten stronger. I think I'm always going to be worried she will find someone better. She always talks about how important ballet is to her, and I hope she doesn't realize that I may be blocking her from her goals.

My dad was not nearly as embarassing as I thought he would be. I never had a girlfriend in the past and form watching how much he embarassed Ben and Jack, I was worried. But, he held back and joked around. My brothers were teasing me before Sage came over becasue I was taking "ages" to get ready. Then, when she knocked I tried to beat them to the door. Which in turn, caused them to both tackle me and kick me in the ribs to make sure I didn't get up.

Dinner went by great. I tried to refrain from touching Sage while we were both at the table. It was harder than I thought to try and not rest my palm on her beautiful, toned leg. Eventually, I give in to temptation and rest my hand on her leg. She was wearing jeans, so i couldn't feel the warmth from her.

When dinner was over, I quickly excuse Sage and myself to go up to my room . My mum makes a joke about keeping the door open which I whine about so she says we just can't lock it. I drag Sage upstairs and shut the door. I kiss her so hard that she giggles and I pull away laughing. We sit cuddled up on the bed before Sage pulls out her phone and starts taking seflies. I ask to borrow her phone so I can send them to myself. She hands it over and I happily complete the task.

Once finished, a texts pops up. I dont want to read it, but it is right there so i decide to snoop. It's a text from her dad.

From: Daddy-O

Sage Marie Evans what the actual hell. You said you were going to go to group today and I get a call all the way in Vegas asking why you didn't show up! I swear to God if you relapsed again I will not hesitate to pull both my and your mothers funidng towards this school!

Oh shit! I read the text like five times before handing it back to my girlfirend. Who never once told me that she had to go to therapy for any type of addiction or mental health problem. What happened to her? Did she have an eating disorder? Did she self harm? My mind of course goes to the worst possible scenarios and I panic.

"You dad texted you," I say as she grabs the phone. She looks reads over the text before I speak again. "When were you going to tell me?" I ask feeling the pain in my heart, causing my throat to tighten.

She sighs before replying to the text before she even attempts to speak. Jesus, I'm getting so anxious.

"Okay so I have no idea where to start," she says sighing. "You deserve the truth but I have no idea how to just up and share it." Sage looks up at me again and I see tears forming in her blue eyes. If I wasn't so upset about getting liked to I would've caught the few that fell.

"You can start with what caused whatever your dad is talking about." I say trying to get her to open up to me. "I would like to know what you go to group therapy for, but I'm pretty sure that won't be the best knowledge to have first." It is getting very hard to keep my cool. If I didn't like her so much, I would have half a mind to kick her out.

"Okay," she sighs again, "when I was younger, Ricky was pretty much in charge of me. It wasn't that our mother was neglegent, she just worked long and ofter to keep us in our apartment on the Upper East Side." Sage paused before continuing. "Ricky was very popular in school and was always going to parties. From the time I was ten I found myself at one of three places; the dance studio, school, or the frat house down the street with Ricky."