-"you did the right thing, she never deserved you." she murmured caressing my cheek.
- "you deserve me better than anyone else."
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Lucas Kingsley, a seventeen year-old boy who lost his sight at fourteen because of an accident. he still has a...
AN: recommending to play a soft romance song because I can't find a suitable one Lmao 🐥
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Six Months Later
I sat on my bed under the blanket as the current drops of rains could be heard through the window. I grabbed a book as I started to read, hearing the drops of water as they dripped on the window. Adora & Alex had already went to sleep so I was sitting in boredom.
I didn't want to call Lucas in such late time, plus he was also not so good today so I didn't want to bother him, or be over reacted. Because I know how he feels.... Too stunned to speak....
Suddenly, The doorbell rang in two times in a row. Pulling me out of my dazed state.
Who could be here in such an hour?
I got to the kitchen and grabbed a knife incase anything happened. I swiftly opened the door and looked up. It was....Lucas.
He was soaked with rain as his hair covered his eyes. he raised his face up.
"I didn't find any place to go except here."
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"Here," I handed him a towel & a hoodie with a pair of sweatpants from Keith's closet. "Thanks," he spoke getting up as he went to the bathroom, he already memorise my room by now. we've been getting close in the past six months, going out a lot, helping to solve each other problems and I got closer to his mum as we and we were like friends now. we would talk all night on the phone and do a lot of things, which made me happy.
grabbing my phone I schribbled through it untill Lucas comes back.
He came back with the clothes as he sat on the edge of the bed, I tossed my phone aside on the bed as I turned to him.
"What happened?" I asked softly rubbing his shoulder. "I argued again with my parents. But this time, I mostly fucked it up." he sighed heavily as he threw the towel next to him on the bed, looking frustrated and hurt.
