Michael

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"How did this happen?" The doctor asked me. "I went to go see my friend, who's mentally sick, he got a little bit out of hand. He then slammed me up against a wall, then slamming my head on to the wonderful hard tile floor." The doctor nodded. "You're lucky you're talking to me right know Michael." He said. "You have a severe concussion. I'm also surprised you can actually remember what happened." I nodded. "I wish I could forget it." The doctor sighed. "Well you're all set to go home." I nodded. "Do you have a ride home?" I shook my head. "I'll take a taxi home." I said standing up. "Do you really want to do that?" I nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine."

I stood outside the hospital trying to flag down a taxi. None of them stopped. Then one pulled up in front of me. I opened the door. "Where to kid?" The driver asked. "Mayweather asylum." I said. The driver turned to me. "What?" I looked him in the eye. "You heard me." He turned back around. "Alright, kid."

"That'll be $9.50." The driver said. I sighed pulling out the money in my pocket. "Here." I said. He tried handing me back some of the money. "Keep it." I said stepping out of the car. "Thank you." He yelled before I closed the door. I stood there as he drove away. Once he passed by me I walked up to the doors of the asylum.

When I walked in I saw Calum standing there his eyes wide. I walked over to him. "Calum?" I said. He pointed to a man lying on the ground. His face was bloody and cut. "What the fuck?" I said. Calum tugged on my arm. "Come on. Luke's awake."

As Calum dragged me down to Luke's room I could hear ear piercing screams come from the rooms. I shook my head. "I don't know how these people work here." I said. Calum shook his head. He brought me into Luke's room. Luke sat there his legs brought up to his chest. "I'm scared." He said. "Where's Ashton!" Luke looked at us his eyes wide. "He tried to kill his dad and he's in the calm room or something." Calum said. Luke shook his head. "No," he held his head. "He's not okay." I looked at Calum. "Can I have a minute alone with Luke?" Calum nodded walking out.

"Luke you could've fucking killed me!" I yelled. I winced, as a sharp pain ran through my head. "The doctors told me I was lucky to be fucking alive!" Luke covered his ears. "I didn't mean to!" He yelled. "Bull shit!" I yelled back. "Luke, you need to know whoever that fucking person is in your head isn't real! He just your fucking imagination! He's not real!" I shook my head. "I can't believe I'm having this type of conversation with you again." I could hear the slight cries from Luke. "Stop yelling at me!" He screamed. "Luke, I can't! You make me want to yell at you for the stupid shit you do!" I shook my head. "I'm done." I said walking to the door. "Michael please." I shook my head. "No Luke. I'm done."

I stormed out to my car which had been left there. I pulled out my keys. I sat down in the seat, then I put the keys in the ignition. Tears fell down my face. I shook my head. "Stop." I said to myself pulling out of the parking lot.

I drove down the long road thinking about what I said to Luke. I shook my head. "Fuck." I yelled hitting the steering wheel. I breathed in deep. Once I got to the main road, I looked down both the small side streets. I hit the gas. The last thing I heard was a loud horn and the loud bang of metal on metal.

Note: WHAT! Who's now wanting to kill me!?

Holy shit she updated twice. Well I wanted to make up for yesterday.

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