(( ON HOLD EDITING ))luna [[ m.c. a.u ]]

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unsteady - x ambassadors

even my dad does sometimes - ed sheerran

breathe me - sia

LUNA

It was 7:32 am and i was close to missing the bus, Monday is the taste of burnt coffee. Michael had left,so I was alone, attempting to find my black shirt. The damp smell of fern and rain still lingered gently on my tangled sheets. Touching the sheets momentarily the thoughts of the time we spent together came to me through the distorted, crinkled sheets. Raw cheeks,cold embraces,uneven breaths and broken promises. He was hiding something he had to be, there was something about the way he would touch me and the way he seemed to regret something. Ever since he left and started jumping off cliffs, to try and feel again.. he changed.

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I have exactly 5 hours and 36 minutes until this ends, huffing to myself as i force my way into history.

Sometimes i want to ask Michael if he would do things to scare people for me, but i can't find it in me to ask and he's not like that anyway..

"Luke, i need to ask you something.."i mumble at Luke, he's already 3 lessons ahead so he could use a distraction.

"Yeh.."

"How do you know when you're ready to leave..?" why am i even asking him this? ..

"What do you mean, like leaving class, leaving school?" he rambles off..

I knew he wouldn't understand..

"Don't worry.." i mumble dropping the subject. Luke had always been so serious he seemed too distracted by school.He could never seem to settle down and make friendships, sure he was friendly but he seemed to worry about Cathy and Heathcliff or the endless decimals of pie more than he was about making friends or even thinking about love. But that was Luke.

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Walking straight past my step mother i slam my door and take myself to bed, prescribing myself 3 sleeping pills.

"Luna, what are you doing?"

His voice catches me off guard making me jump slightly.

"Come here.." his arms extend, his forehead creased.

"Lay with me Luna, don't make me ask again." his tone low, and steady.

Throwing my bag down I join him. I just wanted to lay there and sleep for a while, i didn't want anything just to be held and i feel he felt the same way..

"Luna i know you think i'm hiding something from you, maybe i am, but i feel you are hiding something from me too."

I didn't really want to have this conversation right now, but i desperately needed to know what Michael was hiding from me, my curiosity was killing me.

"You first." I murmur.

"It's not that simple, Luna death is complicated. I lied to you. We won't see each other when you die, well not straight away. It's so hard to explain and i feel you probably aren't in the mood right now.." he speaks as if he's rehearsed the whole conversation.

We won't see each other when you die, well not straight away repeats over and over in my mind. I don't understand what he means by we won't see each other straight away.

"Is there some sort of administration line i have to wait in when i die to get to the in between?" confused i ask.