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School of the Arts

Chapter 20

I lay in the tent Luke and I are currently sharing, thinking over the events that just took place. Did I over react? Luke kept that from me but was it really that big of a deal? I was just drunk and horny. Ha, horny is a funny word. Shut up Kat. He didn't actually do anything though. Wait...did he? He didn't actually say he didn't do anything. I kinda stormed off before he could. No, Luke would never take advantage of me like that. This is Luke we're talking about here. Luke the adorable little penguin who would't hurt a fly. Right? I groan and bury my face deeper into my pillow. Fucking hell. Everything was perfect, absolutely perfect. It's just like in movies when the main characters relationship is perfect until the reach a major milestone. LIke when they say 'I love you' the first time or when the go on a trip to paradise together. In me and Luke's case I'm not sure if it's the 'I love you', first trip, or first time. Wow, we accomplished a lot in the past day. Now we even are having our first fight. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the tent flap being opened. I roll over to see the penguin himself.

"I'm sorry," he says. The phrase is simple yet he packs so much meaning into it. I always hate it when people say 'I'm sorry' simply. It's like, bro, sorry isn't going to help the fact that you just tore my ACL and now I can't play soccer for six months. But with Luke, it's oddly different.

"You were right, that statement applies to both of us. I didn't think it was that big of a deal but I still should have told you," he continues.

"Did you take advantage of me that night?" I questions and he shifts a little in his seat. Ah fuck.

"I didn't do anything too extreme I promise," he says.

"Too extreme? What the fuck do you mean by too extreme?"

"I uh...fuck," he mumbles.

"Luke, out with it," I spit.

"I swear, I didn't know there was a possibility you were drugged," he stammers. Way to answer my question.

"Luke," I warn.

"Fuck. I maybe went a little bit farther than kissing you. You just kept coming on to me and asking me. God damn it! You we-"

"Luke just tell me what you did." There's a long pause.

"I may have fingered you a little," what. the. fuck. "And possibly eaten you out." what. the. fuck.

"You what?!" I yell. I literally do not give a single fuck if anyone hears this. Like negative fucks. Like on a scale from one fuck to one million fucks I am at negative thirty-seven fucks.

"I'm sorry! I was stupid I know! I'm completely at fault here."

"Damn right you are," I growl.

"Please Kat I love you so much. Please don't be mad at me. I wasn't thinking straight. I was a little drunk and still a little worked up over you kissing Harry an-"

"Me kissing Harry? He kissed me! I pushed him off because I have you!"

"Kat I-" he reaches out to touch me but I slap his hand away.

"No, you took advantage of me Luke, that's not okay." I stand up to leave the tent but he stops me.

"Where are you going?" he asks. I can't see his face but I think he may be crying.

"I need to think," I mutter.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he asks, pain evident in his voice.

"No. I just need to think." With that I storm out of the tent. I'm not sure where I am going but I eventually find myself on a small ledge that over looks the water fall. I can see the others but they can't see me because of the bushes surrounding me. I sit in silence for a bit and continue to think. No tears come, not yet at least. I'm not looking forward to when reality hits.

"Hey Kat," a voice says behind me, making me turn around.

"Hey Niall."

Notes


Ugh Luke. I'm pissed right now. Please don't be mad at me for this! Here I'll make it all better with some Frozen quotes!
"Let's go kiss Hans! Who is this Hans?"
"This is awkward. Not you're awkward, I'm awkward. "Cause we're- you're gorgeous. Wait what?"
"Hey guys I think we lost marshmallow back there! Oh heeeeeey we were just talking about you! All good things, all good things."
"Watch out for my butt!"
"Who's the funky looking donkey over there?" "That's Sven." "Mhm. And the Reindeer?" "That's Sven." "Oh they're both. Well, makes things easier for me."
"Hey Sven! I'm not sure if this helps but I found a staircase leading exactly where you want to go!"
"I don't have a skull. Or bones."
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Comments

BEN WAS. COOL WHY KILL BEN plzzzzzzz update

YOU FUCKING KILLED BEN?!?!?! I like this book a lot! YOU KILLED BEN!?!!?!? I voted and subbed please continue! HOW DARE YOU KILL BEN!!!!


HOW DARE U KILL MY BENNY
Niallfoveva Niallfoveva
5/24/14

but...benny. no....benny. I need....benny

WHAT?!?! What did you just do? Tell me you did not just kill Ben. I could have dealt with Roland, (after centuries of grief) but Ben? No. Uh uh. Bring him back. Make them mistaken. Please don't you dare let Ben stay dead. If he dies my heart dies with him.