Teenage Dream (L.H.)

Alive

Luke's P.O.V.
I can hear her voice. It's so faint but I still hear it.
"Luke. Luke. Wake up. Wake up."
I couldn't speak. I couldn't see. Everything was black but slowly the black faded into color.
I became aware of my surroundings.
I was in a hospital.
A hospital? No! It was my time! No, no, no!
I shot up in the bed and looked around.
"No! No! No!" I was screaming.
A nurse ran in and I saw my mom crying in the corner.
While thrashing around I noticed Michael at the door.
I remembered.
The voice, it was him.
"You! You ruined everything! I hate you! I hate you! I fucking hate you!"
Michael looked down and walked away while the nurse sedated me and I fell into another deep sleep.

Michael's P.O.V.
Let him hate me. I saved his fucking life. I don't know why I went over to his house. I was sitting in my room and suddenly got a sick feeling in my stomach. My immediate reaction was to go to Luke. So I did. His mom showed me upstairs. He wasn't in his room. I could see light leaking from the slightly open bathroom door.
Good thing I looked.
There he was.
Nearly naked in the bathtub. He was out cold and an empty pill bottle was thrown on the floor.
I was so scared so I screamed loudly and his mom ended up calling paramedics.
It was so scary. Nobody wants to see their friend dead.
In that moment, I thought he was gone. It made me sad.
Was this how he felt? Hurt? Upset? He wasn't even dead and I wanted to break down. I can't imagine how much worse it was for him.

Luke's P.O.V.
I got released but I'm under watch 24/7. I refused to talk to anyone. Especially Michael. I obviously wanted the pain to be over. Why couldn't he leave it be? Now I have to live the pain even longer. It could've been over.
I could've been gone.

Calum's P.O.V.
A month passed. Summer was almost over at this point. Luke had spent all his time locked up. He needed to get out. His pain was eating him from the inside out. I hated to see him like this. Michael was off worse though. Luke refused to even look at him when we came over. Luke hated him for not letting him end his life. I felt bad for Michael. He tried to save Luke but Luke didn't see it like that.

Michael's P.O.V.
I didn't give a shit what he said. I was dragging his ass out to the end of summer party whether he liked it or not. He could go back to hating me but I won't ever regret saving his life. He would hate me even more after tonight but fuck it.

Luke's P.O.V.
I'm back here again.
Sitting in the corner with a wine cooler.
Just like the very first time.
My vision is blurred. My speech is slurred.
I'm drunk.
I don't care.

A/N: LAST SAD CHAPTER! Next chapter things get better...who's ready for some crazy shit to happen? Only around six more chapters of this book! Ahhhh!
I already know that there won't be a sequel.
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