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The Seduction of Luna Loud	By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 2219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
Author's Notes:
When I start something, I finish it. I will leave nothing unfinished that I have posted. Rest assured of that. Even if it takes me almost nine months to finish the next chapter. So, I sincerely hope this was worth the wait. :3
There is no way I can honestly give a schedule, but expect the next update within two weeks. :3
I am currently working on three oneshots. One needs editing. One is mostly finished. One is maybe halfway done. And I am also still working on that special update that I have been teasing for awhile now. :3
Please bear with me, and as always...
Enjoy~
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2018); Angel by Aerosmith (1987)
Luan brushed her hair over her shoulder as she squeezed a little ball of energy firmly into her lap. She had a look of exasperation on her face, but her eyes were so full of motherly love for the little chipmunk bouncing on her legs.
The girl was staring straight into the camera with wide, horrified eyes.
Luan chuckled as she looked at the audience.
"Have you ever done something for pleasure even though you knew you'd get in trouble for doing it?"
Even though she asked the camera, her little five year old daughter nodded her head; still looking at the audience like a condemned criminal, silently pleading for a pardon.
Luan laid her chin on her girl's soft, chestnut hair and sighed.
"This little thing does it all the time."
The girl's guilty gulp was audible.
"But we love her anyway."
Luan's arms wrapped around her daughter's stomach, giving her a squeeze.
"She got that habit from her mother… my wife."
A dreamy look crossed over Luan's eyes as she stared into some distant memory that surely only happened mere days before…
"It didn't matter how much trouble she could get into. When it came to me, she'd do anything."
Luan bent her head down. She kissed her daughter's cheek, loud and wet.
"Ewww."
Her head beside their precious daughter's, Luan smiled for the camera as her daughter glared at her in righteous fury.
"And she calls us her angels."
Chapter 6: Angel
Mid-August, 2014
Luna looked out the window of her bedroom and sighed. Her head resting on her pillow, laying on her sister's mattress.
It was Friday. One week until the dance. One week until Luan experiences the special magic of a romantic evening with her date. One week until…
Until she falls in love with a boy. Someone that isn't her sister. The girl currently laying around and pining after her like a lost lover.
Luna looked away from the parted curtains, wishing she could just go over and shut them… wishing the sky looked as dark as the stormy clouds in her mind. But she couldn't muster the energy to do it.
The window was parted just a little. A gust of wind would sometimes blow in and rustle the curtains like a child running through piles of leaves.
Luna scowled as she lay still on Luan's bed. Her cast was in a sling, resting on her chest.
She'd been home for a while now. But she'd be stuck with that hunk of plaster on her limb for the next month at least.
She sighed.
It wasn't all bad.
Yeah… the dull ache in her arm was a constant reminder that she could still feel pain. Raw, unyielding anguish.
But Luan had insisted on Luna not climbing up her ladder. So, she'd been forced to endure her sister's soft cuddles every night since she'd got back.
Which always left her feeling quite warm. Safe. Cherished.
She turned her head to the side, staring at her sister's dress.
A fine, frilly gown that was a little poofy on the bottom; hung up on a rack.
Her sister had thus far tried it on every single night and took a twirl around the room…
Practicing… for her night with Benny.
That awful feeling in Luna's stomach took a sour turn, and she grimaced. A shiver passed over her as her eyes grew warm. Wiping a hand over her face to stop the flow before it could start, she sighed once more. And then, she turned to her radio and… and did nothing.
Part of her didn't feel like hearing music.
Another part… wanted to sing her anguish and her hope, in a cruel mixture that would surely push that knife of loneliness deeper into her heart…
This is all I have anymore… just me and memories.
She opened her lips.
"I'm alone…"
She turned her head again, staring blankly at the wall. Her sister had posters up, but she couldn't focus on a single one.
"Yeah, I don't know if I can face the night."
She drew a shaky breath as the warmth suddenly returned, and a tear fell before she could stop it.
"I-I'm in tears…"
Her arm reached out for Luan's pillow; her fingers clutching at a corner.
"And the crying that I do is for you…!"
She squeezed that pillow like her life depended on it, pressing her face into its corner; soaking the edges; breathing in her sister's scent like it was all she had left…
She looked up at the boards holding up her own mattress and her vision grew blurry and hot.
"I want your love…"
She reached her good hand out, clasping her fingers around some imaginary obstacle.
"Let's break the walls between us."
Her hand fell to her side with a dull smack.
"Don't make it tough…"
Her lips trembled as her breath grew shakier…
"I-I'll pu-put away my pride…"
She turned back around and looked at the door.
"Enough's enough…"
The door opened a crack, letting in a spill of golden light.
Luna's voice hushed to a whisper as the object of all her hopes and dreams stepped into their home.
"I've suffered and I've seen the light."
Luan walked over to the vanity, bumping her hips around as she practiced another dorky dance. She wasn't paying attention to her footing; stumbling over Luna's guitar case, falling forward and squeaking like a mouse; grabbing onto the chair at her desk; crashing into the seat; tipping forward with a scream…
Luna jerked upright and threw her legs out of bed.
"Luan!"
Her numb mind filled up with the only thing her dying heart could allow…
Love and worry for this train wreck of a sister.
Luan groaned as she rolled onto her back. She was rubbing her arm; the opposite arm that Luna had broken.
There were tears in her eyes.
Luna's heart clutched as Luan began sobbing.
"M-mom!" she called.
Luan reached out for her; looked at her with only tears in her eyes.
"It hurts…"
Luna blinked her tears away and moved closer, lifting Luan's torso onto her chest.
"Hold still. You'll be alright."
Luan pressed her nose into her sister's neck; her smell calming her panicking mind.
Luna kissed her hair.
"Just focus on the sound of my voice, ok?"
She felt her sister nod; she felt the wetness increasing at a rapid rate, soaking down her skin, into her shirt.
"Ba-a-by, you're my angel…"
She rubbed her back softly as mom came into the doorway.
"Come and save me tonight…"
Luna helped as well as she could; lifting her sister up into the van; laying Luan's head on her lap as they left home.
She whispered to her sister, as Luan clutched onto her and whimpered in pain.
"You're my angel…"
She leaned down and kissed her sister's cheek, tears and flushed pain and all.
"Come and make it alright."
Hours later, Luna was sitting beside a bed. Hungry and thirsty and cold, but she couldn't leave. Not now. Not ever.
She looked down at the white sheets covering her sleeping sister.
She gazed upon that white cast surrounding her sister's perfect arm.
In purple-inked, curly, messy script…
I love you forever, your big sis, Luna
She saw most of her other siblings writing get wells and I'm thinking of yous. But Luna wanted to give her something more substantial than a well-wishing thought.
She held her face in her good hand and sighed.
She was really playing with fire. It was obvious at this point that Luan would never want her in the same way that Luna's entire everything yearned for her.
Life is so unfair in that way.
But she could be with her sister. Right now in that very moment. And she could give her everything she needed to heal up.
Even if it meant she would have to pretend.
Even if it meant she'd force herself to experience being Luan's entire world for only a few short hours… only to have reality crash against her soul once again.
She let her hand fall away.
She sat down on the bed, pushing her butt against her sister's arm so she wouldn't fall off.
Luan turned toward her in her sleep.
Luna's heart exploded when she heard her whisper her name in a tired mumble.
"Una."
Luna sniffled as she pressed her hand onto her sister's.
It was funny… how they broke opposite arms… so they could still lay side by side and hold hands, if they wanted.
Her heart twanged in pain.
How cruel life can be to those that only want love.
She sighed and leaned down. She pressed a kiss to her sister's forehead before she laid down properly.
Luan instinctually snuggled into her sister, giving a smile to her big sis.
Luna smiled back, even as her cheeks hurt from doing so.
"Don't know what I'm gonna do…"
She brushed Luan's bangs aside, kissing her forehead.
"About this feeling inside."
She grabbed her sister's hand and twined her fingers with hers.
"Yes, it's true…"
Luan gave her a squeeze; a tired, silly, goofy grin covering her cheeks.
Luna's heart soared when she thought to herself that Luan was finally thinking about her in a dream…
But then reality smacked her in the head, and her hopes plummeted like a jet with no fuel.
"Loneliness took me for a ride."
Luna looked away, ashamed of the way her heart was falling apart as she lay beside her sister.
"Without your love, I'm nothing but a begger."
She closed her eyes before turning back, resting her chin on her sister's beautiful, brown hair.
"Without your love; a dog without a bone."
She breathed her sister's scent and draped a leg over her sister; getting closer, feeling a burning deep in her body at the desire to be as close as possible… warring with the need to be as far away as she can manage.
"What can I do?"
She kissed her sister's hair over and over again, feeling her heart reach a new level of despair with every token of pure love…
And unable to stop her own demise.
"I'm sleeping in this bed alone."
Luan…
"You're my angel."
Please love me.
"Come and save me tonight."
Please hold me.
"You're my angel."
Please tell me I'm yours.
"Come and make it alright."
And tell me you're mine.
"Come and save me tonight."
Her heart finally snapped, as she let out a rush of tears into Luan's hair, onto their shared pillow.
As Luan woke up later in the evening, she felt much better than she would have imagined possible considering her arm.
And a large part of that was the warm, comforting weight of her sister protecting her from every bad thing in this world.
"Luna."
Her sister was still asleep, and she didn't want to wake her up.
So, she laid there and listened to her sister's little snores.
And she closed her eyes and remembered her dream she'd had while she was knocked out.
A hand brushing her forehead.
Two lips caressing her face and hair.
And a beautiful voice that made the pain go away.
You're the reason I live. You're the reason I die.
She blushed at the sincerity they'd spoke to her… whomever they were.
You're the reason I give when I break down and cry.
She didn't know who they were, but if she could ever meet them in real life…
Don't need no reason why!
She'd marry them without a second thought.
Baby, baby, baby…
You're my angel…
Come and save me tonight...
And the evening's sunlight spilled on them as the day began turning to night.
And two lovers held each other in their arms.
One dreaming, one remembering…
About a girl proclaiming her undying love to her object of devotion and admiration.
And neither knowing that one day in the not-so-far-away future, their dream wouldn't be a dream anymore.
And they wouldn't have to wake up lonely ever again.
Come and make it alright.
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