Schizophrenia|| 5sos #Wattys2015

Ashton

•Flashback•
"He's loosing to much blood!" I heard someone yell. My eyes slowly opened to see a bright light and people standing around me. I brought my wrists up. They weren't bleeding. "Ashton, don't move." Some said. Then I felt someone put something on my neck. "What's happening?" I mouthed. "You tried to slit your throat Ashton." The nurse said. I shook my head. "I don't remember anything." I mouthed to her again. "Don't move." She said. I looked up at her as my eyes rolled back in my head.

My eyes opened slowly to see someone standing next to me. "It's me Ashton." I shook my head. He looked at me. "Ashton, it's Harry." I looked at the boy. "Harry." I held out my arms. He ran up to me. "I miss you Ashton." He cried. I held him close. I felt his tears seep through my shirt. He hugged me tighter. "I want you with me and Lauren." I nodded. "Why aren't you talking to me Ashton?" He pulled away. I closed my eyes and felt a test run down my face. I reached over to the table. I'm sorry Harry. I'm sorry about everything. I'm sorry. He read it. More tears came to his eyes. "Ashton, what are you sorry about?" Not being there for you. I wrote. Harry took the paper out of my hands and hugged me again.

I sat there with Harry by my side. "Harry." A woman said. Harry looked up. "No!" He screamed. He held my tighter. I winced as his grip tightened on my neck. He let go. "I hurt you. I'm sorry." I shook my head. "Don't be." The woman walked up to Harry and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Go wait with your sister." Harry looked down and nodded. "I'll be out in a minute." She looked back at me. "We need to talk Ashton."

The woman looked at me. "Who are you?" I asked. "I'm your brother and sister's foster mother." I shook my head. Why you? I wrote. She looked at me. "Why, well your father is not capable of taking care of children." I looked at her. Why couldn't you take me out of there? I'm being abused because of you not taking me out of there. She looked at it. "Ashton, you're not supposed to be there. No one came to get you?" I shook my head. Someone was supposed to get me? She nodded. I shook my head. Get the fuck out! I wrote over and over on the paper. She sighed walking out. I pulled my legs up to my chest. I could have left there. I could have left.
•Flashback over•

"Ashton, can you hear me?" It was Luke. Yes. I said inside my head. "If you can, I want to tell you something." What is it Luke. "I didn't want to tell you this before but," he paused. "Ashton," he paused again. "I-I," he was stuttering. "I-I think love you." My eyes snapped open. "Ashton?" Luke said jumping back. I looked around. "What happened?" I asked my body shaking. Luke looked at me. "You're alive." He said stunned. I nodded. "Now tell me what happened." He looked at me. "Ashton you tried to kill yourself, again." I turned my head. I shook my head. "What we're you saying Luke before I woke up?" He shook his head. "I'll be back."

I heard what he said. Luke loved me. "How do you feel?" My therapist asked me. I shrugged. "I don't know." I said. I rubbed my neck. "I've wondered Ashton, that scar, how did you get it?" I looked down. "Suicide attempt." He nodded. "When was this?" I shrugged. "I don't know. Four years ago? Maybe." He nodded. "Do you want to talk about this another time?" I nodded. "Can you get Luke back here?" He nodded walking out.

"Luke, please tell me what you said before I woke up." I said. He looked down. "Ashton, I didn't say anything." I shook my head. "Luke I could hear you." He looked back down. "I said," he paused. "Luke just say it." He sighed. "Ashton, I love you!" He yelled. I looked at him. "Luke," he stood up. "This is why I didn't tell you!" He yelled. I shook my head. "Luke, I think I love you too."

Note: Holy shit he's alive and LASHTON IS IN THIS

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