Oh, Calamity | Muke ✔

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The silence over the school was deafening. Except Michael was really deaf. The only sound he could hear was ringing. A cry was heard behind him and then he stood up abruptly and ran out of the hall.

He ran down the corridor in a complete haze. His throat felt like it was closed up and his stomach, like it was about to puke. He continued running and running until black dots were forming in his eye sight.

When he got to the boys bathroom he dropped to the ground and screamed. Tears started to pour out of his eyes as he continued to scream. He screamed and screamed till his voice was raspy and his throat sore. His pain was demanding to be felt, so he let it.

The prinapals words reapeted itself over and over again in Michaels head. He cradled his head and rocked back and forth, sobbing.

Luke was dead.

He jumped up and smashed the nearby mirror and looked at himself in the cracked glass.

Michael had been too late.
He was too late to get to Luke and now Luke was gone.

Forever.

Oh god. The pain was unbearable. Michael couldn't breath. He dropped to the ground again wheezing, clutching his throat. He heard the door open and he looked up.

There stood a red faced Ashton. His hair was a mess and tears were running down his face too. He let out a cry as he saw Michael on the floor and they stared at each other for a minute.

He sat down next next to Michael and then he broke down too. Michael wrapped his arms around the curly haired boy and, god, Ashton held on for dear life.

They sat there for hours and hours just holding each other. The only sounds that filled the room were sniffling, hiccuping and the sobs that continued to escape both boys throat.