5. chapter 5
I was sitting on my bed, reading the paper that those two teenagers gave me. It was 3A.M. and I wasn't tired at all.
I heard a loud groan the the Criminal Minds theme song begin to play. Who on earth watches Criminal Minds at 3 in the morning?
I sighed and reluctantly got out of my warm and comfortable bed and sauntered down the halls and stairs towards the living room where, sure enough, Luke sat groggily, watching Criminal minds with a glass of water in his hands and Tylenol in the other hand.
"Luke." I said quietly. He slowly turned towards me groaning lightly.
"Hey." He grumbled. I walked over and sat down by him. He laid his head on my shoulder. "I have a bad headache."
"Aww, poor baby." I muttered sympathetically.
"I love you." Luke whispered. "I'm sorry I haven't been there for you lately."
"It's okay, I understand." I said quietly.