"I ship it!"(Mashton/Cake)

Chapter 37: This is gospel

(Literally, if you know the song and the meaning behind some or most of it, you know what happens in this chapter. And the song for the chapter is also this is gospel(piano version). You may not murder me at the end of this chapter mkay?)

"Maybe just maybe, Luke is gonna make it, and everything will be fine."

-Calum

Calum's pov

*three days later*

Three days.

It had been three days.

And Luke was still alive!

Still breathing.

Still ok.

I yawned, as I  opened  my eyes.

I had slept in one of the chairs the past three nights, because of Luke.

The  doctors  said he was getting better!

"Callie? Are you awake?"

"I am now babe, what's up."

"Oh nothing."

That was a little odd.

Luke was  watching TV , and he no longer had the oxygen mask on.

The doctors said he didn't need it.

He was focused so intensely on the television. It was kind of weird, and freaking me out a bit.

His eyes were wide, and he was watching teen wolf.

It was the one where Allison died.

"Luke, umm, if everything alright."

He gulped.

"Y-yeah."

He was sweating a bit too, and shaking a little.

That's when he coughed up blood, just little droplets, and laid back.

"Oh shit! Luke!"

I rushed over, and got him a glass of water quickly.

He drank it slowly, but its like he didn't want to.

"Luke! You coughed blood!"

"I have been for the past three days. I do it while your away, and the doctor."

I felt my body shudder.

"Your getting better though! The doctors said so!"

"Calum, I'm not getting better. I've been coughing up blood, since day one in the hospital. I had two seizures last night. My heart rate got very low,  lucky  Mr. Oakley had walked in. My skin is getting paler. I've been crying late at night, and early in the morning. And in the back of my mind, I'm still suicidal."

My mouth fell open, and I hugged Luke tightly, refusing to let him go. There was less wires.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Calum, I told you I wouldn't get better. I've been faking it. Faking it all."

"No, Luke. We are gonna be boyfriends, and I'll take you on our first proper date, get you all the  stuffed animals  you want. Hold your hand, cuddle, kiss you, dance with you at prom. We talked about this remember? Just yesterday, we talked about this all."

Luke turned away from me.

I could tell this was hard for him.

"Calum, each day I wake up, it still hurts. My parents will just go back to hurting me. Demi will still try and get you. Samuel is being raised by a monster. Each day, the pain physically and mentally, grows. Its hard to breathe sometimes, I tried walking, and fell out the bed two nights ago."