Wrecking Ball || Luke Hemmings ||

T W E N T Y N I N E

Janet's POV

After having a fantastic time with Luke if you catch my drift.

Luke was currently sleeping.

The night had gotten colder and he was in a Blink-182 jumper.

Even with Luke's body heat I still felt pretty chilly.

I pushed Luke's arm off of me as I headed over to grab my sweater from my bag.

Except when I opened it, it wasn't there.

"That's odd." I said.

I heard Luke groan and sit up.

"Come back to bed." He yawned in a groggy voice.

"Just a sec, I'm looking for my sweater." I said looking around the room and even under the bed.

"You can have one of mine." He offered taking out a sweater from one of his drawers.

"No you don't understand, that sweater means a lot to me." I said as I fought the tears from falling from the sides of my face.

"Why does it mean so much? It's just a stupid sweater." He said getting back into bed.

I sighed.

"Maybe I left it at home." I said getting back under the covers with Luke, and grabbing the sweater he offered.

Luke's POV

I had given Janet's sweater to a donation center.

I felt a lot better once Janet came back into bed with me.

I hugged her tightly.

I have been having really good dreams with her, minus that one time.

But other than that, I would always have nightmares.

I breathed in the scent of her hair.

Ahh strawberries and vanilla.

Janet's POV

I'm not forgetful at all.

I was 100% sure I put the sweater inside my bag.

Maybe it had slipped out.

I sighed again.

I was thankfully very warm, since my front was to Luke's back as he cuddled me, and the sweater he gave me was very comfy.

"Janet?" I new that voice anywhere.

"Kyle!" I squealed with joy jumping into his outstretched arms.

We watched a movie and were walking home.

I was shivering because of the cold.

"Awe babe, here." Kyle said taking off his sweater and giving it to me.

"Thanks, but won't you be cold?" I asked him.

"Naw don't worry I feel warm around you from head to toe." He winked.

A few years passed and that's when I saw we were at our dream home.

I walked around.

"Kyle?" I called.

I passed a mirror and saw I was pregnant.

"Ooh." I said looking down and rubbing my tummy on the bump.

That's when I saw my finger.

Not only my engagement ring, but a wedding ring.

"Kyle?" I called again but no response.

I turned a corner and heard a scream.

"Kyle?" I shouted running towards the sound.

When I got there the same guy that had shot Kyle was standing over Kyle's dead body on the ground.

"KYLE?!" I shouted.

I ran towards Kyle and bent down next to him.

I looked up to the person.

The hand holding the gun was shaking.

"You monster." I said looking at the man.

When I noticed something.

Those eyes.

I got up quickly taking off his mask.

And I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Luke?!" I asked simply falling to my knees, clutching my stomach that started hurting.