One week later.

Jesse's grave stood at the center of town, where everybody could see it. But of course, that was the point.

The Witherstorm was defeated, gone, destroyed. The sun cloaked the town with its bright rays. A sacrifice made this all possible. Jesse's sacrifice.

At the other end of town was a stage, well some sort of stage. It had stained glass and a beacon in the middle. An audience crowded it.

On the stage stood Gabriel, the Warrior, along with Petra, Olivia, and Axel. Lukas was no where to be seen.

"-and now, the New Order of the Stone!" He shouted, as the audience cheered. The new members put a fake smile on their faces.

Yes, the town was happy, but no one knew how much pain still lingered.

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Lukas heard the cheers, he heard the voices. How could they be so happy? He thought, putting his face in his hands.

He knew the answer, it was just so hard to be happy when he was still in pain.

The blonde locked himself up in a small house which he now called his own. He didn't dare go to the ceremony, fearing it would bring back too many memories.

He sighed, flopping onto the floor. He felt dull, numb. His heart was broken, and there were no more tears.

All he could think about was Jesse. Notch, it pierced him like a knife.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. He ignored it, already knowing who it was. The knock continued, becoming even louder. He still ignored it.

Finally, the door came down with a BASH.

An angry Petra stood in the doorway, arms folded. He didn't look up.

"Lukas," she said firmly, and then again when he didn't answer. "Lukas!"

"What?" He replied, a little pinch of anger in his voice. She glared at him, and then her  expression softened.

"Lukas, you've been in here forever. I think it's time for you to, you know, come out."

He hesitated, and then answered.

"I...I can't."

"Why not? Is it because of Jesse?"

"Of course it's because of Jesse!" Lukas shouted, outraged. "I can't go out there. Seeing her grave..."

He slumped, putting his face in his hands.

"Knowing that it's my fault."

Petra went to go sit next to him on the floor.

"It's not your fault Lukas," she whispered.

"Just leave me alone," he cried.

Petra stood up, shocked and angry at her friend.

"You think that you're the only one grieving?!" She asked, quietly, but firmly, her eyes beginning to water. Lukas looked up at her.

"You think. That you're the only one?!" Her voice rose. "We're ALL grieving Lukas! We all miss Jesse! Axel and Olivia and me..."

Tears trailed down her cheek as she cried.

"The most we can do is be there for each other!" She shouted. His eyes widened in surprise. "So get your ocelot butt off the floor and grieve with us!"

Petra covered her face in her hands as Lukas got up from the floor and embraced her in a hug.

"I'm sorry Petra."

"Just...just be with us."

"I will. I will. I promise."

Nothing built can last forever, but you can do your best to build yourself back up again.

Woah! I forgot to say this earlier but thanks for over a hundred reads! Glad you like my oneshots :)

One more Lukesse one coming up ;)