therapy | luke hemmings a.u

:: Seventeen

He sat down on his bed, which was assigned to him until he was allowed to leave, and ran a hand through his blonde hair which felt like a greasy, tangled mess from not having washed it. His insides were still frazzled but overwrought with nerves as well. He wanted to see Ellie, he needed to see her or he would spontaneously combust.

He kept biting on his nails nervously, trying to come up with something he could say to the doctor in charge so that he would be allowed to go see Ellie. I love her. I have to see her, please. Sounds good in my head. He thought.

With that settled he got down from the bed, his bare feet almost recoiling from its contact with the cold, marble tiles. Without so much of a thought on wearing the slippers right next to him, he walked down the halls to where his doctor in charge, Dr. Claire Abernathy’s, office was.

He knocked on the door timidly and was responded with a ‘Come in’. He turned the door handle with a shaky hand and opened the door to reveal a fifty year old, short, grey haired lady with a pair of round-rimmed spectacles perched high up on her nose. She glanced up and back down at her papers which she was working on before taking a double take and smiling warmly.

“Luke, my dear, come on in and take a seat,” She said sweetly and Luke nodded before smiling politely and sitting down on one of the two brown, cushioned chairs set in front of the doctor’s table. She offered him biscuits from a dark blue tin placed next to her and he declined. “Oh come on now, a little biscuit won’t hurt anyone,” She said as she pushed the tin towards him and he accepted it awkwardly, placing the tin on his lap.

“Thank you,” he said as he grabbed a light brown, sugar coated biscuit from the tin and bit into it, the buttery delight creating fireworks in his mouth after all the tasteless hospital food he had to eat the past few days.

“So you obviously didn’t come to just see me,” Dr. Claire said, her hands interlaced in front of her, with a meaningful look on her face that suggested she knew exactly why Luke was in her office. “And you know what I’m going to respond with as well so I don’t see why you decided to try again.”

“I knew you’d say that,” Luke sighed. “But I have to see her Dr. Claire. She is the only one who can make me feel better, the only one who was there for me when no one else was. Before she came along it was just me and my brother Jack. I was at the lowest point of my life and she helped me out of it. I miss her,” he whispered with tears in his eyes.

“I miss her smile, I miss her laugh. I miss the way she would play with my hair, the messing about and the random things we would talk the next minute as if we weren’t just caking her brother’s feet in mud as he slept out on the lawn,” he chuckled and looked up to see Dr. Claire smiling at him sympathetically. “Please, just let me see her,” he pleaded.

“You know all that won’t change my mind,” she said with a sad look in her hazel eyes.

“I know,” Luke said quietly with his head hanging down, not looking the doctor in the eyes as he bit down on his lip to stop any sobs that were threatening to escape his chapped lips.

He heard a sigh followed by rustling and looked up to see Dr. Claire standing up and smoothing down her white coat. She took off her glasses and placed them inside her pocket.

“I’ll take you to see her,” she said as she made her way around the desk. “But you have to promise that you won’t break down, that you’ll keep it together.”

“I promise,” Luke said enthusiastically, nodding as he stood up, brushing off the biscuit crumbs on his black t-shirt, and followed the doctor out the door.

The bright, white interior almost blinded him after spending fifteen minutes inside the doctor’s warm, welcoming office. The nurse who had taken care of him since he regained his consciousness, smiled at him with a small boy at her side holding onto her hand tightly. She had introduced him as one of her three sons to Luke. The oldest being Luke’s age yet in another school and the middle one in year eight.

He waved at the pair before exiting and both of them waved back. He then got onto the elevator with Dr. Claire and went to the floor above.

Once they reached the floor and got out of the elevator, Dr. Claire showed Luke to where Ellie was and when he reached her closed room door, he looked at the doctor behind him who smiled supportively with a shrug of her shoulders.

He nodded before taking a deep breath and twisting the door knob. He let the door open wide before letting his eyes scan the room looking for Ellie. And when his eyes landed on her he couldn’t help but let out a loud gasp.

A/N: Okay so I know this update is late and I just wanted to let you guys know that my updates will be slow until mid June by when i'll be done with my A Level exams!
- But I hope you guys will bear with me, please do! and thank you so much for all the reads, votes and comments. they really make my day so THANK YOU! xx
- oh and i started a new Michael a.u and it'd be amazing if you guys could check it out! ^_^

- Pooji