In the Eyes of Death

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• 10:39 AM • Luke's house •

Luke planned on making dinner for Timothy tonight and then inviting Sasha over so she could help make tonight extra special

Tonight was the night

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• 8:23 PM • Luke's house •

Luke had prepared all day for tonight

He wore a tux

And he decorated the dining room with candles in the middle of the table

And dinner was already sitting on the table

He decided to be cliché

And put rose petals from their room, leading to the dining room

Timothy had spent all day in their room

Luke had told him if he stayed in there for awhile he'll be happy with what was to come

Finally Sasha had arrived and it was time

"Baby, you can come out now"

Timothy reluctantly walked out and followed the trail of rose petals

He saw Sasha in a red dress that suited her and Luke in a tux that made him seem handsome and less dangerous

Timothy stared at Luke and Sasha, confused.

Why were they dressed up?

"What...what's going on?"

"Darling, I made you dinner"

Timothy smiled

"Thank you, sir"

Timothy mumbled, watching both of them nervously.

Luke smiled softly, scaring Timothy more than anything.

What was he planning?

When Luke knelt down, Sasha pulled out a camera

And Timothy's fear was replaced with a wave of confusion.

Seriously, what in the world was he doing?

"Timothy, will you marry me?"

Timothy stared at Luke, eyes wide.

The very idea of marrying Luke made Timothy feel sick.

He couldn't imagine it.

He didn't want to.

"No,"

Timothy said once he was done processing the situation.

Sasha had a little frown on her lips and Luke looked a little angry.

That little bit of anger sent Timothy into a panic.

When Luke went to stand, Timothy ran.

He ran right into the bathroom, locking the door.

He sat in the bathtub, panicking.

"Timothy, open the door, now,"

Luke demanded, which only made Timothy even more scared.

Sasha was scared of what Luke might do if he gets mad

She made a phone call

And pulled a few strings

Timothy hid his head in his hands, shaking violently.

"Timothy now,"

Luke said.

Timothy shook harder, terrified beyond belief.

Luke took a deep breath before forcing out a controlled sigh.

He pressed his forehead to the door.

Timothy stiffened, scooting away from the door at the sudden silence.

"You're driving me to the edge

One

One simple question, if you know what's best for you

Then maybe you'll answer

Maybe you'll say yes

Or maybe your life will end up in the drain."

Timothy stared at the door, his shaking getting worse.

The knob rattled. Timothy started to panic even more.

"Care to change your answer?"

Luke asked, hand still on the door knob.

All he had to do was reach to the top of the doorframe and grab the key.

The lock on the door was useless.

"Yes,"

Timothy croaked.

Luke smirked.

"Hmm? What was that, darling?"

"My-my answer. It's yes..."

Timothy said, wincing as the words left his mouth.

Luke grinned.

"See baby, was that too hard?"

Timothy didn't respond.

"Now let me in..or I'm coming in."