Luke
I wanted to ask her about what she meant that night. When she was talking about May. I wanted to ask about what she meant when she said "Nothing, it's just, she has no idea how I feel". As I sat in Michael's hospital room, I couldn't help but think about what she would have felt. What'd she mean anyways?
"Luke, you alright?" Michael asked me.
"Y-Yeah." I told him.
He looked at me from his awkward position.
"Okay. You look stressed, though. What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Okay."
"Alright, Michael. You're free to go. Just make sure you don't get into any more fights, okay?" A doctor said, coming in the room.
"Whatever." Michael sighed.
He stood up and we left. On our way back to our house, we all got into a conversation on what we were going to do later on. Calum and Ashton wanted to go to the nearby fair. Michael wanted to get pizza. I just wanted to sleep- I was tired. So, Calum and Ashton went to the fair, Michael and I went home and ordered pizza.
"You sure you okay?" He asked me.
"What? Yeah. I'm fine."
"It looks like something's bugging you."
"I'm fine."
"Okay."
The pizza came and we ate the entire two large boxes. Michael took a nap, and I watched a movie. I fell asleep after half of it, since the movie was boring. As I slept, I dreamed about how Sara was doing. If she was okay. If she was healing. If she still trusted us. I hope she was okay. I hope she still trusted us. I just hope everything will be fine.
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A Second Chance
Fanfiction"You're my second chance, Luke. I'm here because of you." [L.H.] **TRIGGER WARNING!! This story contains abuse, death, depression and violence** ***COMPLETED 11/2/15*** cover art credit to mylastnameiscuadrado on instagram
