Alone, Sad, DepressedA Luke Hemmings sad imagine

Part 2

Luke's P.O.V

*1 YEAR AGO*

I didn't know where to go. I walked to the hospital to see my mum, only to find an empty bed

My heart sunk to the floor. I ran to reception but the women refused to tell me what's going on.

"Where's my mum"?! I shouted.

"Someone talk to me"! I demanded.

Two doctors come out of the room and obviously didn't realise I was standing there.

I snuck up behind them and heard a bit of their conversation.

"Mrs Hemming's sadly didn't make it. We tried everything we could but the cancer had spread to the brain and it was to late" the doctor explained to his partner.

"Has she got any family we can call"?

"Only one son, Luke Hemming's".

I didn't stay to hear the rest of it.

I ran back home, not crying but feeling an incredible amount of pain.

All I wanted was Tamara.

But she wasn't here.

I didn't know what to do.

I just panicked.

I grabbed a suitcase, chucked all my clothes into it.

I wrote her a note and left it on our bed.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I grabbed my suitcase and ran.

I didn't know where I was going.

I just carried on going until I arrived at the airport.

It was already all over the news.

My mum has only been gone two minutes and the paparazzi are already going crazy.

I stared at the plane, contemplating whether to go and run away, or stay and face my problems.