Schizophrenia|| 5sos #Wattys2015

Luke

Recap: "Luke," one said. He paused. "Just fucking tell me." I said. "Michael killed himself."

I shook my head. "What?" I mumbled. "He slit his wrists and left this lying next to him." One man reached into their jacket pocket. They pulled out a small piece of paper. He handed it to me. "This is what he wrote." I took the paper. I sighed.
Goodbye. Find my friend, Luke Hemmings. He's at the Mayweather Asylum. Tell them I say goodbye. Goodbye...forever.
I put my hand over my mouth. "He left this?" They nodded. "Why the fuck would he do this?" I said closing my eyes. "Can I see him?" I asked. The men looked at each other. "We'll ask your doctor. Or do you have one here." I nodded. "She's in the office across the hall." They nodded standing up.

I sat there my head in my hands. "What the fuck were you thinking, Michael." I said to myself. I felt tears run down my eyes. "Luke?" I turned. "What?" I said wiping tears from my eyes. "We can go." I stood up. "When we get there I want time alone please." They nodded. "Anything you want."

"How long have you known Michael?" One of them asked. I shrugged. "I've known him my whole life. He stayed with my family when he was younger. His mom couldn't take care of him. So we took him in for about three months." They nodded. "We're sorry." I shook my head. "I don't give a shit anymore." I looked amour the window. "He's the only one who actually cared about me. My brothers didn't give a shit, my dad left, my mom's in rehab." I sighed. "I've only had Michael in my life." The car stopped. "Do you want to go in alone?" I nodded.

I walked inside. I looked around at the house. I closed my eyes. I walked towards the kitchen. There was broken glass on the ground. I picked up a small piece. "This is what you did it with." I shook my head. I walked back out into the hall. I looked up the stairs. I lowered my head as I walked up.

I opened the door to Michael's room to see his body lying on the bed. I felt tears come to my eyes. I bent down next to his bed. I took his hand. I looked at his wrist. Blood was hardened to it. "Why did you do this?" I cried. "What the fuck were you thinking!" I stood up. "I was still here for you! I was getting out of the hospital in a month! I would be there for you!" I feel back down to my knees. "Michael, you were all I had left." I looked down. "You were all I had left."

•Michael's Point of View•
I awoke to a bright light. I held my hand up. "Michael," I heard a soft voice say. I turned my head. "Mom?" She walked towards me. "I'm sorry baby." I backed away. "I lost you and dad at the same time. How do you think I fucking feel?" I said. I looked down. Why did you do this? I heard someone say. I looked around. "Luke?" I questioned. I ran towards the voice. "Luke!" I yelled.

I saw him kneeling next to my bed. My body lied there. "Why did you do this?" He said. "I'm not needed here." I said even though he couldn't hear me. Luke stood up. "What the fuck were you thinking!" He yelled. "I was still here for you! I was getting out of the hospital in a month! I would be there for you!" I watched Luke. He feel to his knees. "I'm sorry Luke." He took my hand. "Michael, you were all I had left." I looked down. "Luke, it's better where I am. I'm better where I am. Just let me go." I walked up to Luke and touched his shoulder. He turned his head. "Goodbye Michael." He said. "Goodbye."

Note: I think this was a good part but I don't know.

This story will soon be coming to an end when I wrap up Ashton, Calum, and Lily's storylines. But I don't know when I'll end it yet. I don't know what I want for the ending.

Asylum News: I don't know what happened with it today.

As always feedback is greatly appreciated and hope you enjoyed.

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