Wanted [5SOS pt. 2]

Casualty

Luke gave up on texting Michael. He would keep his phone close to him just incase he replied but nothing would ever pop up. It had been three days now, everyone assumed he was gone.

"Ash, can we talk?" Luke asked from his slouchy position on the couch.

"Sure mate, what's up?" He asked already knowing what was bothering him.

"What if he's okay? What if he needs help?" Luke asked.

"He would've texted or called" Ashton said sympathetically "I think he's gone Luke"

"No, no he's not gone" Luke shook his head trying to lose Ashton's voice.

"You have to accept the fact that he's not coming back" Ashton said with a somewhat harsher tone.

"But I want him to come back!" Luke started to cry again.

"Well he's not! Look Hemmings I'm sick of hearing your wining! Michael's dead!" Calum yelled from the kitchen table.

"No he's not!" Luke replied with tears.

"Calum what the hell!" Ashton responded.

"he's dead Luke" Calum said dryly.

"No-"

"Yes"

"Well we don't really know do we?" Ashton asked trying to help.

Calum rolled his eyes "whatever I'm going to bed" he turned around and stretched.

"He's not dead for sure Luke, please try and sleep tonight" Ashton patted his back before leaving.

Before the lights went out Luke's phone buzzed. He darted to the glass end table faster then he's ever moved before. Michael's contact information came up on his phone screen. He slid the answer call button and put the phone to his ear "hello?"

"Hello Hemmings" an unfamiliar voice greeted him.

"Who is this?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that you do exactly as I say"

"How do you know my name?"

"Come to pier ten at midnight and make sure no one follows you"

"Why should I"

"If you ever want to see Michael Clifford again you'll do it" the mysterious man snickered into the phone.

"Luke don't come! Please!" Michael's voice yelled from the background.

"Michael! I knew you were alive!"

"Not for long" the man laughed.

"What do I do?" Luke asked.

"Come to pier ten in twenty minuets or I'll put a bullet through his head"

The line went dead and Luke stared at the wall in front of him. He knew he shouldn't go, he knew he should stay away. But he wanted to go, he had to go. So he snuck out the door.

The night sky didn't provide much light to him as he walked down the unfamiliar roads. Rain softly fell from the sky making him put his hood up on his sweatshirt. He was lost in deep thoughts when his phone went off again. This time it was a text message.

Michael: I have Emma

Luke froze. His heart beat so fast he thought it was going to burst. Without a second thought he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. The rain picked up making it harder to see. Thunder boomed in the background startling him from his concentrated state of mind. Pier ten was just around the corner. Another text came in.