Pill By Pill {Muke}

17 - Unspoken

Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible. ~Francis of Assisi

Luke's POV

I laid on the floor next to Michael. The only sounds between us were slight breaths, other noises filling the room included teenagers aiming to become drunk. And while there was a cold can in my hand, I had not lifted my fingers up to crack it, and therefore not taken a sip. 

"Your friends they're," Michael pondered for a word. "Insane." 

"They're my friends, nonetheless." I replied, turning my head to see him still looking at the ceiling. "They make me happy." 

"Really?" Michael asked, turning his head to me. "You never seem very happy." 

"I'm not," I replied. "I guess I could say they make me happier, at least I'm not alone." 

Michael looked me up and down before turning his head back to the ceiling. "How'd you even become friends with all these people?"

I turned my head to see all of them laughing hysterically amongst each other. "I was an impressionable person, a few years ago. They just left a mark." I turned my head back to Michael, propping myself up on my elbow. "You know, we aren't bad people. It's people like you that instantly assume that we are. I could say that we're misguided, and what we do is wrong. But everyone has to do something to keep them happy. While this is not a proactive solution, it's something. I'm sure all of these people would be lost without this kind of habit. Including me." 

"You all have each other, though." Michael said. 

"Michael, I appreciate the fact that you care enough to remind us how bad it is, and try to give us reason to stop." I said. "But I know that it doesn't work like that, and you do too. Not everyone was meant to live out a long life and be happy. We are the perfect example of those who realize it." 

"Well what are you going to do after high school?" Michael asked. 

I shrugged. "I-I don't know. I don't like thinking about the future, to me it's a terrifying thing. I would rather just live in the present." 

"You have to think about it a little bit." Michael said. "What do you want to do?" 

"I don't want to do anything." I said, laughing nervously. "I don't have a passion for anything. There's nothing left in life that I truly love. I don't have any talents. And it's not the fact that I'm a deadbeat so I won't get anywheres, its that I don't know what to do with myself. I don't think you understand. You live well." 

"Not so much." Michael sighed. "You act like you're the only one who gets hurt." 

"No, I'm not the only one, but you try to relate your pain to mine. It just doesn't click, it doesn't connect." I said. "What are you going to do with yourself after high school?" 

"Go to college." 

"For what?" 

"You're going to laugh.." Michael mumbled. 

"No I won't." I shook my head. "You have a plan, I don't." 

"Accounting." Michael said. 

"What?" I tilted my head to the side. "You just don't look like you would like math." 

"Oh I'm awful at math." Michael said, my eyes grew in size. "That's why I'm going to school for accounting. Because if I'm bad at something I should keep doing it to get better." 

"Ew.." 

Michael sighed and rolled his eyes. "Plus I get paid really well." 

"Life isn't about money." I said. "It's about doing what you love. I would rather be homeless and happy than rich and sad. I'm not saying doing that is a bad idea, but what do love?" 

"Maybe you need to ask yourself that question before asking me it." Michael replied. 

"I already told you - " 

"You can't not like or love anything. There's nothing that you can look outside and see that makes you happy?" Michael asked. "Is all of your enjoyment inside of that can and what you inhale?" 

"Yeah." I nodded. 

"Come on, there has to be something." Michael said. 

"I already told you that there isn't." I let out a sigh. 

"Well then if your so pleased with your drugs and alcohol how come you haven't touched your beer that you wanted to badly?" Michael asked. I glanced down at the can, it was dripping with water. "Do you not want it as much as you thought you did?" 

"No it's because you're here." I snarled. 

"What do I have to do with anything?" Michael replied. 

"Because I don't want to listen to you give me hell for drinking it." That was a small bit of a lie. Sure that was part of it, if I took one sip I would have to listen to Michael complain about it. But, in the other sense, I could see how much it disgusted Michael and I did not want him to suddenly dislike me because of this one beer. 

"Mhm." Michael smiled, as if he could read my mind directly. 

I went to stand up off the floor forgot I was chained to Michael and falling back down. He chuckled to himself before standing up as well. 

"Where are we going?" Michael asked.

"Skarlet," I said and she turned her head to me. "Michael and I love each other so can we have the key now?" 

"Okay." Skarlet giggled, she was clearly drunk enough to pass me the key so I could take the handcuffs off of myself. 

"Let me have the key now." Michael said, holding his hand out. 

"No way." I smiled. 

"What? What do you mean, no way?" Michael gasped. "Luke give it!" 

"No!" I replied and ran towards the door, opening it I ran outside, followed by Michael. "You can't have it!" 

"Luke.." Michael groaned as he threw his head back and stopped walking. Instead, he just laid out on the grass. His hands laying on his stomach as he closed his eyes. 

"Michael?" I tilted my head to the side. 

"I'm not playing your game." Michael huffed. I walked over to him and bent down, unlocking the handcuff from his wrist. 

"Sorry.." I muttered. Michael opened his eyes with a smile.

"I win." Michael said smugly. 

"This is why I hate you." I groaned. 

"Cause I won?" 

"You always win." 

Michael bit down on his lip and spoke quietly. "Not always." 

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

"Nothing, come on, let's go." Michael said, he seemed greatly unamused now. But I did not say anything, instead just followed behind him. 

AUTHOR'S NOTIFICATION; Lucy 

Honestly, I thought I put this up but I did not xD. So this is the chapter from yesterday..Lol. I am so sorry. 

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