CheckMate (A Luke Castellan fan fic. OC CHARACTER)

Famous Last Words

Song of the chapter: Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance

Raphael's POV

I opened my eyes. Sun was shining in and I squinted my eyes. Luke was fast asleep next to me. I climbed on his lap and cuddled into him. "Mmhhhh. Morning Kitten. How'd you sleep?" I kissed his nose softly. "Like a baby. How'd you sleep?" He rubbed my lower back. "It was good, until my fiancé pounced on me like a kitten...." I ducked my head into his shoulder. "Sorry." I mumbled. "It's fine my Love. Do you wanna go eat?" She shrugged. "I'm honestly not hungry. Although I kinda want Starbucks." I giggled. "Of course you do. How about we go walk around New York for the day? Just us, in the spring weather. Shopping and being an actual couple away from the Olympian world." I skeptically nodded. "Let me find some clothes." I swung my leg off him and walked to the closet. I kept the jeans on along with the tank top and put a zip-up hoodie on. One of Luke's of course. But oh well.
Luke walked in rubbing his eyes. "Morning Grumpy." He flipped me off and I giggled. "Is that my hoodie?" He asked mocking the hurt. "Yes, it is drama queen. Now hurry up. I'm bored." I hopped onto the small island in the middle of the room and fiddled with my thumbs. He put on a pair of black jeans and a white button up. He walked to the mirror and combed his fingers through his hair. I hopped off the island and handed him a brush. "Thanks." He continued to concentrate on fixing his hair and I tried to suppress a giggle. He looked so focused, like if you poked him, he would karate kick you. He looked so fluffy and adorable.

      "Love are you okay?" He joked. I nodded. "Y-You were just so focused on your hair." I giggled. "I'm going to go pee." He mentioned. I nodded. I just hopped back on island and fiddled with my thumbs. Luke came back into the room. "Why was this is the bathroom." I turned my head. He held up a pack of blades. "You're joking right? This better be some big elaborate prank, cause this isn't funny Luke. I have no idea why those in there. I'm six months clean, you know this."
        "Are you 1,000,000 percent positive these aren't yours. You can say if they are. I'm not going to do anything." I nodded. "They're not mine. I promise." He nodded and threw them in the bin. I looked at it for a split second, thinking about cutting. The strongest urge I've ever felt came over me. I closed my eyes and dig my fingernails into my palms. Luke came over and kissed my hands. "I shouldn't have said anything. Don't think about it okay. You're stronger than it. Okay?" I nodded before opening my eyes again.

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We walked hand in hand down the streets of downtown New York. I spotted several famous clothing stores. Luke gripped my hand like he would lose me as we walked down to a crosswalk crowded with people. "Where do you wanna go my Love?" He asked me. "I-uh. I doubt this is possible but I would love to pass by the Richard Rogers. I've always wanted to see it." He gave me a puzzled look as we waited for the light thing. "The what?" I gawked. "You do-. That's it. We're going let me see how far away it is." We crossed the street and I pulled out my phone as we stopped and sat on a bench.
"It's a couple of blocks away. It's close to Starbucks. We'll stop at Starbucks and then walk by the Richard Rogers.... it's where they preformed Hamilton," I rolled my eyes dramatically. He made an "oh" face and I giggled. "I'm pretty sure they did Shrek: The Musical there too." I raised my eyebrows. "That seriously better not be the only musical you like or I swear Castellan." He blushed a bit. "That's it. I'm leaving." I went to stand but I was pulled into a massive hug from Luke. "Don't weaveeeeeeeeeeeeee." He begged into my ear. I giggled. "I wasn't going too baby. It was a joke." I kissed the tip of his nose.

"Aww you two are so cute!!" I heard a man say from behind us. I turned my head and let out a scream. I covered my mouth with hand. Before me stood the 5'9 man in all his glory. The man that saved me. GERARD FUCKING WAY. "Holy shit! Can I get a picture!" I all but died. "Yeah sure. I'm guessing your a fan?" I nodded. "You saved me... and you to Luke." I turned to Luke who was being dramatic again. I stood up and got a picture. He waved goodbye and I squealed and jumped in front of Luke who was struggling to keep me on the earth. "Okay I get it you just met Gerard-Fucking-Way but you're going to have an asthma attack. So breathe and calm down. You got a picture, and I got to see my lovely fiancé jump for joy over a 44 year old man. Now let's walk to Starbucks and to whatever after that." I nodded still a smile lit up on my face.
We walked happily down the sidewalk. I turned my head a second and wish I didn't. Either I'm hallucinating or that's Brendon Urie. "I swear to fucking god." I peeked my head farther. "Love who are you staring down intensely at?" I turned my head back to him. "Nobody. Just Brendon Boyd Urie. Age 33, born April 12,1987 in Las Vegas, Nevada. Don't worry. I'm not fan girling at all." He laughed loudly. "Okay. Okay we get it. He may be pretty, but I'm prettier. Let's go." I giggled and we continued walking.

    We made it to the Starbucks and Luke waited outside while I went in and got us our drinks. "Ma'am what would you like?" I looked at the menu. "Oh uhm.... a venti lemonade with light ice and a venti chai latte." I said loud enough for only her to hear. She nodded. I handed her a twenty and waited to get my drinks. I spotted Luke outside, he was on his phone taking glances in where I was and the streets every now and then. "Ma'am your drinks." I thanked her and left the Starbucks with Luke and I's drinks. "I didn't need anything Love." I glared and he rolled his eyes.
     We walked passed some people on the phone and a couple random people who stopped to stare at me. I realised my one sleeve was slightly rolled up and I quickly shoved it down. I looked up and I saw the Richard Rogers and I squealed. "I'm assuming this is it?" I nodded. I ran my fingers along the walls. The brick rough against my fingers. I heard a click behind me; Luke took a picture of me. I giggled. I walked back over to him. "Over there is where they did the Ham4Ham lottery." I said excitedly walking over and dragging him as well. I jumped onto the thing and sat down. Luke got a picture of me looking up.

I shivered a bit. It was getting fairly cold. Even though it was April. "You're going to get sick Love. Let's go get lunch somewhere." I gave him puppy dog eyes. "But I don't wanna leaveeeeeeee." He giggled. "Raphael.... I don't want you getting sick." I rolled my eyes and walked hand in hand with him again. We got to a small restaurant and we walked inside. "Hi ya'll how can I help you?" A waitress asked. "Table for two?" Luke asked since i definitely wasn't about too.
     She led us to a small table and we sat down. She handed us silverware and menus and told us to call her over if needed. He nodded and I skimmed through the menu. I scratched my wrist a couple of times. My chest was starting to tighten it felt like. There were so many people in here. I took deep breaths and opened my eyes again. "You okay Love?" He intertwined his foot with mine under the table. "Y-Y-Yeah. Just a little o-overwhelmed." He nodded and pulled my hand into his and he rubbed it. "Do you want me to order for you while you go in the bathroom and clean up a bit?" I nodded and let his hand go.

   I made my way through the maze of people to get to the bathroom. Once I did I went near a sink and splashed water on my face. I wiped it off and fixed my hair as it originally was. The bathroom door opened and closed and a girl that looked to be my age walked in. I wiped my hands off and began to walk away. She grabbed my wrist and I reached for the gun I had shoved in the back of my jeans. Not loaded of course. But she didn't need to know that.
She began to squeeze it and mumble something in a weird language. I felt myself grow tired and I blinked trying to dissipate the groggy. All life seamed to be drained from me. Like I couldn't do anything. She lowered me to the ground and laid me there. Like that she was gone and I was on the floor dizzy. I reached for my phone and it hurt to move my body for a bit. I sat up using my hand as a wall and stood up. I leaned over the sink and looked in the mirror. My hair was brown, like my moms was. Like a tree brown. Like shit brown? I guess. My eyes were a sickly shade of green. Almost like neon.

I ran a hand through my hair and it turned back to platinum. Except the ends were a dark black. My eyes were still bright green and just waved it off and walked out of the bathroom. I carefully and quietly walked back to Luke. I fiddled with the tablecloth and avoided his gaze. "Love what's wrong? You're hair only turned black when you're scared." I looked up. His eyes widened at mine. "What. Happened. Raphael?." I closed my eyes. "I-I was in the bathroom about to leave and-and this girl came in and grabbed my wrist and began to mumble something. Then she lowered me to the ground and I became dizzy and weak almost. Like my bones weighed eighty pounds each."
He held my hand. "You're hands are freezing my Love. Is that all?" I nodded. "D-Did you order?" I asked trying to change the subject. "Yeah I just got you a salad. Since you're basically a vegetarian." I giggled. "Thanks babe." The waitress came over with our foods. "Here you guys go!" She walked away and left us to eat.
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Six Hours Later

"It's okay my Love." I sat bent over the toilet emptying my stomach of contents within. "It's probably just a bug. It'll be okay." He rubbed my back. I nodded, then started puking again. Once I felt dizzy and unable to stay awake anymore I slumped against the rim of the toilet. He handed me some mouthwash and some Tylenol for my stomach and I slumped against him. I rinsed my mouth and spit in the toilet before flushing it. I flipped the lid down and shakily stood up. I leaned over to sink. Luke continued to rub my back. "It'll be alright my Love. You might just be sick." I nodded. I really doubted I was sick. Ever since the bathroom incident in that restaurant I've been tired and dizzy, and extremely weak.
     Luke gently picked me up and carried me to the bed where I almost instantly fell asleep. "I wuv you." I whispered. "I love you to Raphael."