don't. [on hold.]

chapter three.

May 18th, 2015

school was over and valerie was running to her car dialing luke's number. please pick up. please pick up. please pick up.

"hello" lukes voice sounded over the call.

"luke where is michael? is he ok? what the hell happened? oh my god is he alive?" valerie asked frantically, tears running down her cheeks.

"woah wait, val, calm down. what are you talking about? what happened to michael?" luke asked sounding confused and slightly worried.

"what do you mean what happened to michael.. wait nobody told you he was in a coma?" valerie asked stunned that luke wasnt one of the first to know.

"WHAT THE HELL!" valerie heard something crash. "NO NOBODY TOLD ME HE WAS IN A COMA WHAT THE FUCK!"

"dustin texted me saying michael was in a coma... i- i thought you'd know too.." valerie drifted off starting to cry.

she pulled into the hospital parking lot and got out, running to the entrance. 

"im on my way to the hospital. are you there already?" luke asked sounding breathless like he was putting on his shoes.

"yes im here." valerie answered approaching the front desk. "i have to go im at the front desk." and with that she hung up.

"hello, may i help you?" the nurse asked giving valerie a tired smile.

"yes im here to see michael clifford." 

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hi. i hope you dont think that this is boring because the plot hasn't started yet i just got to get all the past memories and stuff out the way. okay? ok.

love you.