16. When he climbs through the window
I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. My mind was full of thoughts of Luke and utterly useless song lyrics. The other thing in my head was a voice. A voice that tells me that I'm ugly, that I'm fat. All the horrible thoughts that only vanish when I'm with Luke.
I went back home eventually, as my mum sent the police after me. I didn't want to go home. I never want to go home. Cuz this isn't my home. It's just the house where my mum lives.
Suddenly a loud thud sounded from my window. I looked over just as another one hit. Someone was throwing stones at my window.
I jumped out of bed and shuffled over to the crystal clear glass, a few finger prints here and there, and opened it so I could see down below me. I felt a pair of lips on mine and gasped, stumbling backwards. There was Luke, halfway through my window.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Luke, you scared me." I whispered, careful not to wake up my mum.
"How did you climb up the wall? Your not spiderman are you?"
Luke chuckled and held out his hand.
"No, but I can be your peter pan. Take my hand and fly away with me!"
I giggled and grabbed his hand, jumping from my window to the grass below gracefully. Well, I may or may not have screamed all the way down and landed on Luke at the bottom.