Within my dream I could hear the door to my hotel room open and then close. I opened my eyes to see Luke walking up to the bed where I lay. He was all sweaty and looked exhausted, but a large smile was planted on his face when he seen me. "Hey babe," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. I sat up where I was, still slightly half asleep but conscious enough to feel the anger I had before. "Did you enjoy your day?" He dared to ask.
I glared at him through the strands of hair that hung over my face. "It was fine." I said stubbornly. I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to say to him about leaving me all day.
Luke looked shocked, as if he didn't see my response coming. Did he really think it was okay to do what he did? "Hey now, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" I echoed. Was he serious? "Luke I thought this was a date, it wasn't. You just dumped me in here for the day and went to some concert." A pain shot through my chest as I spoke those words. I had felt that pain a few times before with Luke. I wished it would stop.
"Anna, babe I'm so sorry...I"
"No, don't call me babe." I interrupted, I was not his babe. "Luke you left me there alone all day, you made Trini lie to me so you wouldn't get caught and most of all you were out having fun at a concert while I felt trapped in the spa worrying about where you were and when you were coming back for me. I'm not good on my own, I can't talk to people. I'm shy. And socially awkward. I didn't want to be there without you. If you wanted to go to the concert, you could have just told me. I don't want to go to fancy spa's and fancy hotels. I just wanna hang about with you." I hugged onto the blanket. I really needed a hug but to hug Luke in that moment would ruin my point.
"For god sake I apologize for trying to be a gentleman and give you a day in a spa that any other girl would dream of." He responded looking rather pissed.
"Ha, Luke, I'm not like any other girl."
"Exactly any other girl would be easy to please, any other girl would be overwhelmed if I took them to a spa like that."
"I was overwhelmed, but I thought I was going to spend my time in it with you." I began to shout.
"I would have if I had the time, sorry babe, I was out making money to pay for you to enjoy yourself there!"
"I didn't want you to spend loads of money on me! I don't care if your the poorest man on earth Luke, I told you I just like hanging out with you. That's all I want."
Luke began to pace back and forth. "You think I have the time to spend every minute with you?"
"You don't have to spend every minute with me, I never said you can't go out with your mates did I? You can do whatever you want." I remembered back when I was a sex slave for him. "You know what, I love how you think that you can control people, make them do what you want. That your thing isn't it? You crave power. If things don't go the way you like you get mad. Sorry babe but you can't control emotions."
"Emotions, yeah your fucking full if them."
"What the hell is wrong with you? When I first met you, you were a total prick, then you turned into this sweet and gentle guy. I fell for you. And I love being with you but it looks like that prick that I hated has come back. Why can't you just be one guy?"Luke picked up a small glass of vodka that he had poured himself and flung it back. I could tell he had already drunken quite a bit before, this was just to get him drunk. I got out the bed and walked towards him. "Luke put it down for god sake your sixteen. I took the empty glass out of his hand. Luke huffed.
"Since when do you tell me what to do, huh?" He grappled both my arms. I tried to struggle out of his grip but he wouldn't let me free.
"Let me go!" I cried. He backed me up against the wall and kissed me hard. I immediately melted into him. His hands slid up the black nighty and gripped onto my bare ass. I winced from the pain and tugged onto his hair. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his body. My back was pressed hard against the wall. Throughout our passionate kissing a little voice in my head kept saying 'stop'. I tried to ignore it but it was so overpowering. I was still angry with him. I separated my lips away from him. "Don't think you can just kiss me and get away with it. I pushed him slightly so I could jump down.
Luke was furious. "What the fuck? You can't get me like this then change your mind." I looked down to see he had a hard on. I shook my head. I didn't care. Then Luke stormed up to me. "Come here" he ordered. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in tight. I tried to push him away but I wasn't strong enough. He smacked his lips against mine. I didn't like it, he was being too aggressive and forceful. Then he finally stopped and looked me in the eye. I continued to struggle out of his grip. "Anna please listen to me, you don't understand. The boys and I were performing, at the One Direction concert. We were the opening act."
"You're so full of shit!" I hissed and finally go out of his strong hold. I headed for the bathroom and locked the door.
"Anna, I'm not lying, I would never..."
"Don't you dare say it! Don't!" I screamed. I couldn't hold it in, I began to sob.
"Anna let me in."
"Just leave me alone." I grabbed the hand towel and buried my face into it. I could hear Luke getting frustrated outside the door.
"Babe if you could come out then we can talk about this. Tell me what's really bothering you." his voice was now soft.
"You're what's bothering me!" I shouted at the door. "Everything you do, your lies, the way you control me." I lowered my voice, hoping he wouldn't hear the next pert. "Why am I staying with you? I should have just left." But Luke heard it very clearly. Everything went silent, he wasn't speaking. I thought maybe he left, so I stood up and went to the door. I unlocked it and slowly pulled the handle.
He hadn't left. He was there, on his knees. He lifted his face to look at me and I could see the trails on his cheeks from the tears that he cried. "Please tell me you don't mean that." He spoke in a half whisper. I took a shaky breath, I didn't know if I meant it or not. My feelings for Luke were split in two. One half was all over him and the other despised him.
I took a few steps forward so I was right in front of him looking down. It was time to be honest. "Sometimes I feel that way." Luke scrunched his face up as if he had just been stabbed. He was, stabbed in the heart by my words. It was too late to take them back, the wound was made.
Luke took a hold of one of my hands and kissed it softly. He looked up at me, still holding onto my hand. Then he spoke as softly as his kiss. "I love you."