I open the door to Lukas' house and slam it behind me. I don't feel bad about breaking into his house. Just angry.

"Lukas!" I shout. "We need to talk. Now."

I hear footsteps and the creaking of stairs. It's Lukas. His blonde hair is messy and he looks tired. When he sees me his face lights up.

"Jesse? You're okay!" He says and walks up to hug me. I put up a hand to stop him.

"Yeah, no thanks to you." I say firmly. He looks at me guiltily. I cross my arms.

"Look. I'm really sorry, about what happened. But with all this happening, I'm just glad you're okay."

I try not to let his kind smile distract me.  I shake my head, determined to control my feelings.

"You're sorry Lukas? Prove it." I say and he looks at me. "Let me help you."

"What?"

"Let me help you catch the killer."

He thinks for a moment, looking me in the eye, a pained expression on his face.

"I-I can't."

"Why?! Do you think I'm weak? That I'm not strong enough?!" I cry out in disbelief. "Do you not trust me at all?"

"It's not like that Jesse!" He says in frustration. "I don't want you to get hurt! I don't want you to die! I love you, and I'm not letting you get hurt because of me."

I glare at him, anger pulsing through my veins. He looks so sincere and innocent, I almost soften my gaze. But I don't.

"If you love me, you'll let me be with you." I say, looking away from him.

"Jesse-" He says.

"If you love me, you'll let me help you." I continue, my voice cracking. "If you love me, you won't leave me here."

"I'm not leaving you. I'm always with you." He says definitely. "But you have to understand. I love you Jesse. I'll never forgive myself if you get hurt."

"Getting hurt is part of life. Especially mine. You know that. This has been happening all my freaking life!"

Lukas doesn't say anything. I grit my teeth.

"You don't trust me." I say angrily.

"Of course I do." He replies. "It's myself I don't trust."

"I thought you knew me, trusted me. Or even, understood me. I can't believe you."

"This is for your own good." Lukas forces the words out of his mouth. I resist the urge to slap him. I feel rage racing through me.

"Fine." I growl.

He looks at me with a look of relief on his face. I look at him square in the eye.

"We're done Lukas." I whisper, my tone dead serious. I have never been this angry in my life. The words come out before I can stop them. He gawks at me. Pain begins to strike, right at my heart.

"What?!"

"I said, we're done, Lukas." My voice is quiet and deadly. I can't look at his face anymore, and turn away to the door. He grabs my arm. My heart feels torn.

"Wait-!"

I try to shake him off, but he holds on.

"You just broke my heart," I say. "That's the worst thing anyone's every done to me."

"I-"

"And don't touch me," I reply angrily, shoving his arm away. He looks hurt, pained. But that's nothing compared to what he did to me.

I turn to the door to find that it was already open. Olivia and Petra stare at us with their mouths open, gaping. I shake my head in anger and walk past them, not looking back.

WOAH! Guys! Thanks so much for 1k!!!

Sorry for the short chapter ehh

I'm da queen of short chapters

*puts on fake crown*

Anyway, looks like the Lukesse ship got shot...WE NEED REPAIRS