Imagine [L.H]

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I made the picture on the top/side and may I say...damn Lacey stop messing with thy feels I consist of

Yes I said thy

Enjoy! xxx

LACEY'S POV:

Maybe you should write in a journal, you know, get all your emotions out, Luke told me. He fiddled with his fingers in his lap, almost as if he was nervous about something.

"I have you to talk to though," I whispered, voice cracking slightly.

Sometimes written words are more meaningful than spoken ones, he said.

"You have a point there," I shrugged, poking the fire in front of me. I haven't eaten a full meal in days and I think it's time I finally get something into my system.

Listen, Luke said hesitantly. Something happened with um with Ashton...

I continued opening the small can of soup to put it over the stove while he spoke.

I went to go check on him last night and he...he kind of um self harmed and his M-Mark is gone, Luke said nervously.

I dropped the can of soup I was holding as I took in what he just said.

"I told you to take care of him Luke!" I yelled, pulling at my hair.

I have other responsibilities too Lace, he said softly.

"He-he...how is he?"

He hasn't woken up yet, Calum said he knew a doctor or something - well not a professional but just someone good with medical stuff. He's supposed to be coming over tonight.

I nodded slowly, cleaning up the mess I had made. Nate will yell - maybe even hit me if he saw I wasted food.

"If he dies L-"

Don't say that, he'll be fine, okay? Luke assured me.

"Yeah," I whispered, throwing the can of soup in the trash. I told Nate about the place I had stayed at after the whole incident. He may hurt me, but he is an old friend and I know that somewhere deep in that fucked up mind of his, is the old Nathaniel Tyson. The one that cried when he had nightmares.

I see why he doesn't show much emotions anymore.

He may have cried during his nightmares as a child, but now he is the nightmare.

I jumped slightly when I heard the door to the building open. "I have to go h-he's coming back. Please make sure Ashton is okay and if something happens with him don't hesitate to tell me."

Okay, but remember; thinking positive sometimes helps the bad situations. I love y-

I gasped slightly when I felt Nate wrap his arms around my waist and he planted small kisses on my neck. I can't tell Luke I love him back now. I sighed before forcing a smile on my face.

I've been faking smiles a lot lately.

It's funny how much pain you can hide by the simple curves of your lips. Yet it is pathetic how I fake a smile to convince myself I'm okay.

I never thought twice about having to fake a smile. And that's all thanks so him.

He treats me as if I'm some sex toy and I'm fed up with it, but I can do nothing about it because he'll simply fight back. If he hits me he hurts Luke and I don't want that.

Luke already causes himself pain, why add to the stack of crap he has to deal with?

This whole Love Mark is a pleasurable curse. For one, I can talk to Luke and I find that amazing. But I can feel what he feels and he can feel what I feel. That's the whole downside of all this.