Chapter 35.
When I calm down, convincing myself it was all just a dream I turn slowly to Luke.
His face pains me to see.
He looks so sad, like he's about to cry.
His teeth are biting into his lip, his eyes are watery.
"I-i'm sorry" I whimper.
I slowly go back to him, shoving myself into his arms, my leg hurts, but I ignore the pain, crying into his chest as he holds me tightly.
"It was just a dream" he whispers, stroking my hair.
The boys eventually go back to bed, after I calmed down.
The tears still flowed down my cheeks though, the dream...it all seemed so...real...
But Luke wouldn't do that to me, I know he wouldn't.
It's kind of peaceful without her voice in my head for the past little while, but the anxiety of always being afraid is worse, seeing her is worse than hearing her.
Luke lifted me gently into his arms, and started walking out of the room.
I held onto his neck, resting my head in his neck as he carried me down into the kitchen.
He set me on the counter, turning the light on making me squint.
I'm not sure what's worse... seeing her in daylight or in pure darkness...
I shook the thought out of my head, watching Luke as he turned his back to me, fixing something up.
He turned back around, walking towards me with a glass of water and a yogurt.
He had a faint smile, I looked past him, seeing the pill bottles sitting on the counter Luke was just at.
"I don't need them" I quickly interjected.
He sighed.
"Please" he asked, a frown now covering his face.
"N-no I don't need them Luke, I'm not crazy I don't need them" I plead.
"Just please take them" he says, setting them beside me on the counter, and holding his hands on his head.
"Please don't make me take them" I cry as he turns and holds a spoon to my lips.
"Open up baby, it's not hurting you" he whispers, tapping the spoon to my lips.
I reluctantly open my mouth, closing my eyes and letting out a cry, he placed the spoon in my mouth, and I took the yogurt.
Cringing, the medicine over powering the yogurt taste.
"It makes it worse" I cried.
"What do you mean" he asks.
I don't answer, instead swallowing, letting out small cries.
He sets the spoon in the yogurt container and turns to me.
"What do you mean," he asks again more demandingly.
I still don't answer.
He moves his hand near me and I flinch.
He retreats his hand, his face makes me cry harder.
He's hurt, so broken by my stupid action.
I'm so stupid.
"No, no don't, please don't go back to that state no no no no" he cries, slipping down to the floor.
He's so distressed over the situation.
"I'm sorry" I cry.
"I-I didn't mean to, I just I-" I couldn't talk, chocked up by my tears, my heaving breath hurting my chest.
"What makes it worse" he whispered.
"The medicine" I whispered back.
"It makes everything worse"
"S-she gets stronger." I said.
"Which ones" he asks, looking towards the yogurt.
"The s-schizophrenic ones, I'm not schizophrenic, they're wrong, I'm not" I say.
"Shh I know baby" he whispers, standing back up, and holding me.
"How about I make you a deal" he whispers into my ear.
"It can be out little secret" he says.
I nod.
"How about, we don't take those pills, how about I only put your depression and anxiety ones and all the others into the stuff, and just not those specific ones, do you think that will make it better?" he asks
I smile through my tears, nodding to him.
Alright, let me go fix these up" he says, throwing the other yogurt in the trash and getting a new one out.
He puts the schizophrenic pills back and just uses the other ones.
I eat it all, it tastes like actual yogurt this time.
After I'm finished the yogurt and glass of water he carries me upstairs.
"Please don't bring me to my bed, I don't wanna sleep alone" I whisper.
"You can sleep with me darling, it's alright" he whispers back, walking into his room and laying in the bed with me.
He wraps me up, hugging me into him tightly, and after a while I fall asleep, without a crazy nightmare, just the soothing accompany of Luke.
The real Luke.
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Sorry if Luke like baby's her too much..
She isn't 11, seems like it probably, but she's not haha.
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