Live like your alive

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Michael POV

"Brooke" whining I sat on the bed.

"Yes michael" she sighed looking up from the book she was reading, I haven't seen Brooke much over the past 2 months, she's changed so much, I mean, she's gotten a lot fitter and her body has got into shape, as for Calum, he's thinking about joining the army.

"Can we play a game?"

Luke POV

Listening into Brooke's and Michael's conversation was not what I intended to do, but hey, i don't trust this guy.

Wondering why? let me take this back to when Kady used live here.

Kady was young and had so much life ahead of her, she was qualifying for a doctor and she had amazing looks and body.

I remember Michael and her was in the room Brooklyn stays in now, I regret letting her live here, we became beat friends and she told me Michael was the sweetest guy at first but then mood swings Started to happen, they where hardly ever and then they became more often, Kady then had enough and tried to leave one night, that plan back fired, Michael found out and well he ended up killing her, they where boyfriend and girlfriend.

Still to this day no one knows where her soul/spirt is.

I do miss kady, I hope she's happy wherever she is.

*flashback*

"Happy birthday to you!" The red head burst through the bedroom of her secret lover to greet him on his birthday, even though the dead don't celebrate that kinda thing.

"Kadyyyyyy, what have I told you" Luke sighed sitting on the un made bed.

"Soo, Lou, I don't care!" she bounced down on the bed making Luke's body jump up slightly "lets live like your alive" she kissed Luke's check and he went strawberry red.

Their was a bang and then the door flew "Oooo, Luke's blushing" Michael laughed as he entered the room and sat on the spiny chair.

"Michael you scared me" Kady had her left hand on her heart and panic! was written on her face.

"I was wondering if we could play a game?"

*end of flashback*

And that was the last time I seen Kady, the game was not nice and that memory will never be erased.

Brooklyn POV

"I don't wanna play a game" Michael's eyes started to go a blood shade and I felt like I had no other choice then to agree to this mood swinging freak. "okay" sighing I got off the bed and walked to the door "What game do you wanna play"

"End of it all"

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