"Luke?" you just had to follow him into the woods, did you? much too curious for your own good, and much too loving... towards someone like him. it was maddening how stubborn you could be. and yes, there was a time when Luke would love that about you, that you were always so eager to fix everything.

but not this... not him. he was a lost cause, he believed, and he would only pull you down with him. and that he couldn't live with. he could feel himself slipping away from you, and he just knows that you were feeling it too.

"i'm leaving," he tried to muster a much colder voice than how he would usually speak to you, his tone quite demanding. because if this was the only way to ensure your safety, then he'd break your heart... even if his own would follow suit...