Jet Black Heart - muke - COMPLETED

-fourteen-

Luke sat in his room, thinking about what he'd done.

That's all he'd done for days.

Despite living next door to each other he hadn't seen michael and he knew that was because Michael was avoiding him.

He didn't know what the hell possessed him to do that.

He stared at his reflection blankly.

He had to talk to michael.

He entered the Clifford household looking like a mess and Karen raised an eyebrow at him but let him continue upstairs to Michaels room.

When he walked in Michael was staring at the ceiling from his bed. He looked emotionless.

"Mikey?" He asked softly.

Michael jumped and rolled off the bed, standing on the opposite side of the room.

"Get out." He said angrily but he knew Michael was scared too.

When Luke didn't move Michael stormed over to him and attempted to push him out.

Luke grabbed Michaels wrists to hold him in place.

"Get out." Michael struggled to move his arms.

"No I have to make this right."

"You can't!" Michael began to cry. "Let go of me."

"I can't." Luke said desperately. "Michael I didn't mean to do any of that I swear I-"

"I don't love you!" Michael blurted out.

Luke's heart stopped. "What?"

"I... I don't love you. Not anymore, get out. You hurt me."

Luke's eyes welled up and he tried to kiss Michael, but was pushed away.

"P-please say this is a joke, kiss me Michael please I need you."

He leaned in again and Michael ripped his arm from Luke's grip, smacking him across the face.

Luke let go of Michael and held a hand to his face with tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Baby please-"

"N-no. I think you should leave, please." Michaels voice cracked.

Luke didn't know what to say as he turned around and bolted home.

Michael collapsed in his room in fits of tears, completely regretting everything.
He wanted to kiss Luke so badly.

Meanwhile, Luke was in his room, counting out pills.

He said he couldn't live without Michael and he meant it.