Good Girls Gone Bad (A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

As suspected, Zoe and her family took me in immediately. I explained to them what had happened, saying that Luke and I were no longer together and I couldn't stay there anymore. It hardly took more than two minutes of begging from the Reid children for Caroline and Daniel, their parents, to let me stay. She gave me the guest room and said instead of rent, I had to tutor Sam and keep Zoe out of trouble when it came to her "delinquent boyfriend." She said it with a bit of affection and a smile on her face, so it didn't take a genius to realize that she quite liked Michael. After about two weeks of living in with them, helping cook and clean because I felt bad, Michael came over to watch movies with Zoe, which I quickly learned was code for "stay hidden away in the basement and make out while a movie plays in the background." I was invited to watch Scott Pilgrim Versus the World with them, but I declined. Zoe then insisted that I join them and all but dragged me into the basement. I plopped down on the armchair and greeted Mikey, rubbing a hand absently over my stomach. He said hello to me and Zoe started the movie, curling up into Michael's side and being nauseatingly cute. He had his arm wrapped around her, rubbing her side and kissing her temple or forehead or cheek every once in a while. He managed to say relatively silent for about fifteen minutes, just whispering things in Zoe's ear and making her giggle like a twelve year old every once in a while, before he turned his attention on to me.

"So I was at the Hemmings household yesterday," he started. I should've known he would bring this up. "Luke came home the other day but the house is awful quiet without you there."

"Mikey." Zoe warned.

"It's fine, Zo." I reassured her. I looked at Michael. "I'm not going back there, Michael."

"Why not?" he whined like a child. "Liz and Rick miss you. Ashton keeps complaining that he's hardly spoken to you for two weeks." He paused, as if contemplating if he should say something else. He did. "Luke misses you too. You're all he talks about."

I almost winced at the mention of his name. I couldn't shake the guilty feeling that flooded me every time I thought about him, but everything around me reminded me of him. The sky was the colour of his eyes, practically all my friends were in some way linked to his friends, my own body was a constant reminder that I had been with him. Every time I looked down, I saw my baby bump and only thought about him. Nevertheless, I sucked in a breath and stared Michael down.

"It doesn't matter. I won't hurt him again."

By now, they both knew exactly why I had broken up with him. That my fear of hurting him was too strong and I had to get rid of him before I did something I would regret. And to say Michael was pissed off was being kind. He hated the fact that I hurt his best friend's feelings. He claimed I was being weak. I shouldn't ruin both Luke and my lives in fear of something that might not even happen. He had spent the last two weeks desperately trying to convince me to go back to him. But I wasn't budging. I loved him and the best way to show him that was to keep my distance, to protect him from me. He would be happier if he were free of me. At least, he would be eventually.

Michael groaned loudly and sat up abruptly, leaning over the arm of the couch to glare at me. Zoe said his name again, harsher this time, obviously giving him his final warning. He ignored her however, caught up in our staring contest.

"You stupid, stupid girl," he said. "I have never seen Luke show the slightest bit of affection towards a girl before, much less love one. He was happy with you. He's in love with you, Danielle, and you had to go and ruin everything because you're afraid. I have been his friend since he first got here and trust me, sweetheart, you are nothing like his dad. I was there when Liz was getting those phone calls, when she had to delete voice messages of him threatening to kill Luke. Have you ever threatened to kill him? Have you tried to actually end his life? No. the worst you've done to him is throw a temper tantrum and scream that you hate him. Before you were even in a relationship, for fuck's sake. Just get back with him, before you being all stressed out about this kills your babies."