M.G || New York || L.H

"I love you." I said. He stared at me with confusion, and began to laugh which caused me to wince. "You love me?" Luke asked. I swallowed the lump growing in my throat, and nodded to confirm that I did love him.

"You know nothing of love." He snapped. "Why can't you accept the fact that I do?" I asked, straightening my posture to make myself seem strong. "I accept it. But I don't think what you're saying is true. You don't know how to love Melody." Luke replied, and started to walk away.

"You can't give me all these memories, and just fucking leave like nothing happened!" I yelled, clutching my stomach. "You can't say that you love me when you don't even love yourself." He whispered, but I heard every word.

"Fine, leave me. That's what you're good at, right? Leaving, like how you left your family." I stated, and wished I could take it back. He turned so quickly I lightly gasped out of surprise. "You're one to talk. What about your sister?" Luke harshly asked.