I wake up, my head dripping with sweat. It was a dream. A bloody nightmare. I look beside me to find Luke fast asleep, still naked. I heave a sigh of relief. I tuck my hair behind my ear as I reach for a glass of water beside my bed. The jug is empty.

"Bloody hell." I whisper. I get up, trying to move around as quietly as I can so I do not wake Luke. I'm by the bathroom door, near the coat rack. I pick a white robe from the coat rack and put it on. I walk back to the bed and cover Luke properly with the duvet.

I drop the jug on the kitchen dining as I enter. I tie my hair in a messy bun. I open the fridge and scan for anything edible to eat. I grab the jug of milk inside and a bar of snickers. As I close the fridge, I shriek in shock as I see a figure in the dark. The figure walks slowly towards me as she plays with her red hair. It is Laurel.

I'm relieved, "You know, you really do have a problem." I say as I walk to the dining to drop the jug of milk.

problem. You are my problem." She says as I go to

concentrating on pouring my milk out. "Now, tell me exactly why

a loud noise. "Luke. You don't love him, so why do you keep pretending?! You're not even his

this crazy side of you, but somehow he refuses to believe and see how demented

huge frown on. I smirk internally, knowing I made her so angry. Where my words came from, I had no idea but I was glad I could

nothing, when he was just a mere worker. I saw his sweat, and I deserve to have Luke because I had his back when no one else did.

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