kitten ♡ [muke]

23 - the plan

Luke made it out just in time. Calum was waiting for him in their meeting spot, his eyes widening when Luke clumsily stumbled around the corner.

"Well, how'd it go?", Calum asked Luke nervously.

"Aside from almost getting caught and your boyfriend almost killing me, not so bad.", Luke said sarcastically between breaths.

"Umm explain please?!", Calum exclaimed, sounding a bit like a white girl.

"Cal you remember how you thought he made Michael up to get him through his childhood? Well he didn't. It was real. Until the incident. Mikey had a brain injury that left him thinking he was a kitten, and Ashton got schizophrenia. The real Mikey went to the hospital the same time Ashton did, but after he recovered he went home. Ashton created the imaginary Mikey when he got taken away; side effect of his schizophrenia. That's why he sees him, the injury. Michael was the only friend he ever had until you, it was the last emotional attachment he had before he fell.", Luke explained quickly.

"Oh my God...", Calum leaned back against the wall.

"Calum, I think if we could take him to see Mikey, he would get better. He could go home, for good!", Luke said looking straight into Calum's eyes. He just knew this would work.

Calum shook his head, "Luke there's no way we could pull it off. They won't let us just take him!", Calum sighed in defeat. He wanted this to work, too.

"Doesn't he ever get to go anywhere?", Luke asked in exasperation.

Calum perked up, "Actually, he does. I get to walk him around the hospital on Wednesdays for an hour."

"Perfect! We'll just take him in there and show him the real Michael's in a coma, and if he sees the two at the same time, maybe he'll get better!", Luke said excitedly.

Calum nodded his head, "You're right. He never goes anywhere without his Michael."

"Yes! This has to work. I just know it."
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Luke went back up to Michael's room. He hadn't gotten to spend much time with him today, and he wanted to sit there and talk to him.

He went in to find his mom asleep on the couch. He saw a note on the table, from Karen.

Went to pick Daryl up from the airport. Be back soon.

He sighed, his body was sore and he was tired. He sat in his usual spot beside his boyfriend, and held his hand.

He felt like crying, but no more tears would come. He was tired and sad, and he wished Mikey was there to comfort him. He was, somewhat.

Luke sighed and laced their fingers together, leaning forward and laying his head down on Mikey's hospital bed.

"Please wake up Michael Gordon Clifford, I love you.", Luke whispered.

A few hot tears rolled down his cheeks, but finally his exhaustion got the better of him, and sleep took him under.
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