Luke had a secret, one that he feared you finding out. He was trying to do better, to not let his more unstable tendencies take over. But with you, it was so difficult. He loved you too much, he was obsessed. Everything you did made him smile, any time you cried he wanted to hurt those who made you sad or angry. But he knew better. He knew his mind wasn't right, and so he did things to help him stay in control. There was a reason he always wore wristbands, why he always had a first aid kit in his pocket. But you weren't stupid either. You figured he had mental issues, you just weren't sure how deep it truly was for him. And so, one day, you decide to do something about it. He eventually invited you over for a 'date', it was the first time he ever let you into his home. But you had a plan in mind. You were going to find out the truth, no matter what it took.

"I'll make some tea, alright? You just relax, babe."

When he goes off to the kitchen, you make sure he's not watching as you sneak off to his bedroom. You figure that the answers you're seeking will be there, whatever they may be.