Asylum - A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction

Chapter 5 - Australia

"I was only in there for a week.. I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that, baby.." He hugged me, "but good job at helping us escape.."

"I had a year and a half to plan it," I laughed.

"Yeah," he laughed, "but what if our parents see this?"

I shrugged. We un-paused the news, and it showed them looking through our rooms. They were going to take some of the ashes for DNA testing.

"I told you," I laughed.

"Yeah.."

"The two prisoners that are supposedly dead are Annamarie Tucker and Luke Hemmings, aka Bloodyface," the news blasted.

"Oh my god, I'm not Bloodyface," Luke rolled his eyes. I laughed.

"I need to call my parents. Tell them I'm not dead," I told Luke, grabbing my phone from the tv.

I dialed my parents' number. They were thousands of miles away, but I didn't mind. I needed to talk to them since I hadn't in a long time.

"Mum!" I exclaimed after hearing her say hello.

"Annamarie? I thought you were dead? That's what the news said!"

"No, I'm not dead! I faked my death. You can't tell anyone, though."

"How did you get out of the asylum?"

"Long story. But I'm in Australia now with Luke-"

"Hemmings? Bloodyface?" She yelled.

"Yes, Hemmings, but he's not Bloodyface. I know who is, though," I told her.

"Oh. Okay. And you said you're in Australia! Why?"

"So we wouldn't get caught and taken back to the asylum. Even though it's getting shut down."

"Oh my god. You're in Australia!" She asked, "how did you get there? How could you afford it?"

"We got here by plane, obviously, and I could afford it because of the six hundred thousand I kept under my bed."

"What?"

"Yeah. Remember when you guys paid me a thousand a week? I kept all of that money and plus my other allowances and money from my birthdays and grandparents."

"Wow.."

"Yeah. Now we're living in a nice, two-bedroom apartment. Two bathrooms too. A nice view of Sydney," I smiled.

"That's great. And it's two bedrooms.."

"That doesn't mean we're using the two different bedrooms."

"Annamarie!"

"Mum, we're fine. Don't worry about us. I'm already starting to like Australia. How about I FaceTime you? You could meet Luke," I smiled.

"Okay," she agreed, then hung up. I face timed her, and she answered. I showed her Luke immediately.

"Hi Luke," mom smiled.

"Hello Mrs. Tucker," Luke smiled at her, "I need to ask for your permission to date your daughter."

"You have my permission," mom nodded.

"Thank you," Luke smiled at her, then me.

"Mom, get dad!" I exclaimed. I missed them both so much. She got dad and showed him to us. I saw him and waved.

"Hi, daddy!" I smiled.

"Hey baby. Who's this?"

"This is Luke," I wrapped my arm around him.

"Bloodyface?"

"I'm not Bloodyface. And did you say you know who is, Annamarie?"

"Yeah, I do. I'll explain later," I told him.

"So are you dating my daughter?" Dad asked Luke.

"If we have your permission, then yes.."

"You do," dad nodded, "did you guys meet in the asylum?"

"Yeah. But we escaped and faked our deaths the other day."

"Now they're in Australia," mom told dad.

"Really?" He asked, "you're in Australia? How?"

We explained to him how we were in Australia, then talked just a little more. Luke seemed to get along with my parents pretty well. I liked it.

"Bye mom, bye dad," I smiled.

"Wait.. I want to talk to Annamarie alone, just for a minute. Bye Luke. It was nice meeting you," mom smiled at him. I took my phone into a different room after dad said goodbye to Luke.

"He's a keeper," mom told me. I nodded, "I know."

"He's so pleasant and respectful.. And you met him in the asylum?"

"Yeah. He was falsely put in there, so he was an ass at fi-"

"Language."

"Sorry. But he was, at first. I think he was just mad because he didn't deserve to be in there."

"You didn't deserve to be in there either, and you were in here for a year and a half."

"I did deserve to be in there, mom."

"No you didn't. Dillon was not your fault," she told me. I almost cried.

"It's fine, mom. That's behind us now. I love you," I said, about to end the call.

"I love you too, sweetie. I'll talk to you soon. Bye," she smiled, and I ended the FaceTime.

"What was that about?"

"My mom just likes you and thinks you're great for me, that's all," I smiled and snuggled up next to him, then watching many episodes of How I Met Your Mother.