Rather Be On My Own

Chapter Twenty- PART 2( Luke's P.O.V)

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"Hey. Good morning sweetie!" I hear my mom say this in her cheerful voice to wake me up. The door must be locked though. She always has been a morning person and expects us to do the same. "Come down. I'm making sandwiches."

I wanted to tell her that I was overly exhausted and I needed some more sleep. I felt my my body weak and the my first morning thought was that everything ached. My back felt stiff and my neck was hurting too. What the fudge?

I open my squinted eyes and see that she has already left. To my disbelief, I saw that my body is lying on the floor beside. No wonder why I am feeling the pain. I suddenly realised the possible reason why I fell.

A pang of comprehension formed in my head that I was back in my old home where the bed is smaller than the one in Canada. My newly formed big body didn't fit in the single bed.

I managed to get up somehow. Then I went to the bathroom to refresh myself. After showering, I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed towards my suitcase.

I dialed the password in the suitcase lock but it was not opening.
I tried several times before I finally gave up. Anxiously, I called out for my mom, when she came she realized that the baggage was not ours. Shock after shock.

"Now what will happen. My clothes. My watches. No!" I was going crazy. Though it seemed that I was worried about the clothes and all which I was undoubtedly but the bigger problem was I had a very important thing in there, to be frank I had few very important things there.

I controlled myself from muttering profanities in presence of my Mom. She tried to calm me down and said she'll handle the problem. I trusted her but I was not being able to keep my cool. How could I? When I was in suspicion that I'm about to lose the sign of our love and moreover, my grandfather gifted me his watch. I couldn't lose the last thing I've gotten from him.

"Luke. Don't panic I'll call the airport right now and I'll get your bag. Cool." My mom squeezed my shoulder probably being aware of the fact that the reason behind me overreacting is serious.

"For now borrow Will's clothes. They might fit you." She said while walking out the door.

I did as she said. From the depth of my heart, I hoped and wished that I don't lose the precious things.

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When I got downstairs, I was in no mood to talk to anyone. My family members understood it well and I was grateful to them for giving me the space.

I had breakfast while strolling down through my Instagram account. It was pretty much boring until I saw her picture. Yes, we didn't follow each other but I could see her often as I was connected with her friends to be honest our friends were pretty much mutual so it was easy. I wonder if she ever stalked me in these previous months. Maybe. I smiled at that thought.

In the picture, she was posing with Jade. I heard the whole school went to Jade's birthday. She was wearing beautiful blue color short dress which was obviously not more beautiful than her. I learnt that blue was her favorite color, she wore the color very often. Her dark hairs falling on her shoulders. She had the sweetest smile ever. One word to describe her would be alluring.
There was something mysterious in her eyes. I wanted to solve the mystery but life doesn't move on the way you planned it.

I sighed. Could this girl, Allison Peters get anymore perfect in her own way?

I was brought by my thoughts as my phoned beeped. I pulled the notification bar and saw I got a text from Isabelle for the 100th time. I tapped on it.