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Good Intentions ⇼ Luke Hemmings

Thirty-Four.

I took a deep breath as I stared at myself in the reflection of the toaster and fixed my lipstick. Today was the day I had to go back to work. My stomach was in knots as I placed my laptop into my bag and took a sip of my coffee. I hadn’t slept well last night and today, my anxiety is through the roof. As I searched for my car keys, I heard a voice come from behind me.
“Are you going back to work today?” Luke asked, his voice quiet.
“Yeah.” I sniffled, looking at him. “Not that I want to.” I sighed. “I’m nervous.” Luke walked into the kitchen, stepping in front of me as I leaned against the counter. The last few weeks have been sufficiently less awkward and I felt as if things were somewhat turning around for us. However, every time I thought that, Luke would do something that would make me feel as if he no longer cared for me.

“Why is that?” He asked, looking me in the eye.
“They know. They’re going to look at me with the same pity that our friends and family do and I don’t want that. I want things to go back to normal. I don’t want to be sad anymore. It’s been a month. I just want to stop being sad.” Luke was silent for a long time before nodding and enveloping me in his arms. I lied my head on his chest and closed my eyes, breathing in.
“It’s going to be okay. I promise.” His voice was low as he kissed the top of my head. “They won’t say anything, Rom. I asked them to not mention it. Because we wanted things normal. Okay?” I nodded as he began to pat my back and squeezed me tight once more before releasing. “We should go.” Nodding, I handed him the keys and followed him out the door. “Romy?” He asked as he opened the door to my office for me. “You look beautiful.”

***

“Hi Romina.” Mallory’s voice was soft as she smiled at me. She was sitting in my desk, moving papers around. “Um Mr. Jones wanted me to ask you to see him when you come in.” I nodded slowly, setting my bag by the chair. “I’ll be out of your way in a moment, I was just arranging everything as you had it before.” She stood, pushing in the chair and beginning to walk away. “Romina?” She asked as she met the door. “I am sorry.” I sighed. “I know you don’t want to hear it, but I am.” She looked a lot healthier from the last time I saw her, I began to unpack my bag as she stared at me.
“Okay.” I whispered and watched her leave before I knocked on Peter’s door.
“Hi.” My voice was quiet as I sat down, closing the door behind me. “Sorry I was out for so long.” Peter frowned.
“Don’t apologize. You deserved the time off. I’m sorry for the circumstances but I want the work environment to be as normal as possible for you. I want you to take things slow for awhile, do the work you’d normally do but I’ll take care of the Friday reports this week. Okay?” I nodded. “I’m here if you need anything. It can be tough getting thrown back in on a Wednesday.” I nodded again, staring at my hands as my eyes teared up.
“I’m sorry.” I laughed, wiping a tear away. “Don’t mind me. I just can’t really help it sometimes.” He stood, walking over to me and sitting on his desk.

“Romina, it’s going to be okay. It doesn’t feel like it right now, but it will be. Nothing is going to feel right for a while and you’re going to be so sad but soon enough, things will be happy again and you can try for another baby. I know this isn’t what you want to hear, and I’m sure you’ve heard it a million times already, but I’m still going to sit here and tell you because I’ve seen both sides of this pain. And honey, Luke needs you too. He’s sad too. If you two power through it together, you won’t lose this relationship like you lost the baby. Sometimes things happen and we don’t know why, but we have to power through. Okay.” After a long silence, I nodded and smiled.
“Thank you.”

***LUKE’S POINT OF VIEW***

I could sense the fear in my coworkers as I walked with Romy to the break room and sat down to eat lunch with her. The weird and uncomfortable glances we were receiving were driving me crazy. I was so irritated that I couldn’t eat. I could hardly sit down and have a conversation because I was so mad.
“You’re not eating?” She asked as she took a bit of her salad.
“No I’m not feeling very well. She nodded and for the next thirty minutes, I listened to her talk about all the work she had to catch up on because Mallory didn’t know how to do it. To tell the truth, I was hardly listening. When our lunch break was over, I snuck outside to call my mum.
“Hello?” Her voice almost made me melt. I was so happy to hear her.

“Hi mum.” My voice was raspy.
“What’s wrong, love?” She asked, concern high in her voice.
“I wanted to talk about Romy. She… She just wants everything to go back to normal and I just can’t do that I’m too sad to do that.”
“Baby, I know how hard it is but it’s very possible to go back and be normal again. It takes time but it also takes work and effort from both of you. She’s trying to move on, you have to as well. You have to be strong for her. Romy needs you too and you can’t let this unfortunate situation ruin what you two have.” her words comforted me.
“I suppose you’re right but… I don’t want to let her go, don’t think that’s my intention. I just want everything to be fixed, I still want to move forward in our relationship. I think I want to marry her.”

Notes

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Comments

@Allie Miller
:)))

exiiliious exiiliious
4/14/18

ohhhh!!!! getting right on it

Allie Miller Allie Miller
4/14/18

@exiiliious
Same. Well, I guess you probaly figured that out from the reference and my profile picture of Gerard Way. XD

@Ana Hemmings'
I love MCR haha

OH MY GOD!! I cried so hard when their son died! I'm not okay(anyone else catch that MCR reference? No? Ok then.)! Please update this!!!