His Sweetheart Luna by Elmer Novel Full Episode

Chapter 42 

My thoughts of her are interrupted when the bell rings. We all pack our stuff up and go. I head to anatomy, and shes still not here. When I look over to her empty seat, the pain in my chest gets a little stronger. Its always there when we’re apart, but I feel it more than her. Its the mate bond pulling us together. I know she feels it, but because shes afraid of getting hurt she is fighting it. Those few moments that she stopped fighting, were… amazing. I can feel everything she feels and I love every second. If she lets me mark hèr that will go both ways, but that is a big if. 

About thirty minutes go by, and then I smell her. I immediately feel calmer, and the pain starts to go away. Finally, she walks in the door and my heart drops a little. She has that fake smile on again, but she’s hurting… no not hurting, numb. When she is around my senses and emotion are all heightened. Now, it’s like shes not even here. 

My eyes never leave her, and I start to get angry when she doesn’t even look at me. I don’t understand what’s happening. 

She goes and sits by Travis and I feel my hands curl into fists. I am getting angry and I can’t lose control, not now. So, I keep looking at her. She makes me feel calmer, even though she looks like Lee, she doesn’t look like Lee. But still, I feel better. 

Class ends and she walks away from the cafeteria, down to the field. I follow her and watch. She lays down on one of the bleachers and listens to music. She stays like this for all of lunch and I just watch her. When she hears the bell ring she sits up and looks around. I duck to the side of the bleachers so she doesn’t see me. 

After a few minutes I see her walk towards school and like a lost puppy, I follow. 

She isn’t my Lee, but I will get her back. Whatever it takes. 

Lee’s POV: 

“We didn’t get to go shopping yesterday, but I think we can manage with what we have right?” Kasey asks as she digs through my closet,” 

I look back at her from my mirror after adding some more makeup. Just a little bit of eye shadow, some darker l*ps, and some natural false lashes. 

“Mmmm, yeah. I think thats fine. We will probably just wear jeans and a SVHS shirt.” 

“Ok, perfect! Oooo can I wear this one?” She asks. 

It is a black shirt with a Viking on it. The Viking is wearing gold and white, because our colors are black, gold, and white. 

“Sure! Which one should I wear?” I ask while going through all my school shirts. 

I may have only just started at SV, but I was always a Viking. Plus, some of them were the ones my mom would wear to Luca’s football games. I even have his old jersey, but I think I will wear that to the next game. 

“I think this one.” Kasey says pointing at a white shirt that says “Once a Viking, Always a Viking” on the back, and on the front has a Viking with SUN VALLEY written on top and HIGH SCHOOL written on the bottom. 

“Yeah, I like that one. I think I am going to wear my boyfriend jeans with it, ooo and maybe cut the sides and tie it so that it fits better.” 

“Yes, that would look so cute!” Kasey says excitedly. 

I think my antidepressants are kicking in, or I just needed a dose of Kasey because I am feeling a whole lot better. I am actually staring to feel excited fo the bonfire. 

“Ok, what do we wear to the party?” Kasey asks me. 

I give her a confused look, “Why can’t we just wear what we’re wearing to the bonfire and the game?” 

She groans, “Ugggh, Lee. No. At the bonfire and game we wear school things, but for the victory party everyone tries to look hot.” 

“First, how do you know their going to win? Second, why do we have to look hot if the football boys are showing up in their jerseys and some jeans? That doesn’t make sense, I thought it was a casual party?” I ask. 

She puts her hands on her hips, “First, we always win. Second, I don’t know. We just try to look hot and maybe even pick up a cute boy. Me, I mean… not you. You don’t get with any boys.” 

She turns her back to me and then a second later faces me again, “Except, Damion.” 

“Why only Damion?” I ask. 

“Lee, we talked about this, he is in love with you! You guys are like… meant to be. Like Cinderella and Prince Charming.” She says. 

“He is not in love with me! And that example insinuates that I need a man and want to be in a relationship, which I don’t.” I say while take my jeans off and putting the other ones on. 

“You are saying that if he asked you to be his girlfriend right now, you would say no?” 

“Yes. We had a fight like two days ago, I just got out of a horrible relationship, and I don’t NEED a boyfriend.” I say.