Jet Black Heart - muke - COMPLETED

-fifteen-

Michael was almost asleep that night when he got the call from Luke.

He almost didn't answer but he felt like he needed to.

"L-Luke?" Michael asked quietly.

"Mikey," Luke groaned in a strained voice. "I'm sorry, I love you."

"What are you talking about?"

"I... Fuck... I love you princess."

"Luke tell me what's going on."

"I c-can't."

Michael heard a pained groan and then Luke breathing heavily.

"Luke?" Michael asked in a panicked voice.

"I didn't want it to end this way." He started to cry on the other end of the line.

Michael shot up, quickly getting dressed and pulling his shoes on as he tried to get any information from the blonde. Unsuccessfully.

"L-Lukey tell me what you did!" He yelled, running outside and barging into the Hemmings house. Luke's parents weren't in.

When he got no reply he hung up and rushed upstairs to find Luke in his room on the floor.

There were empty pill boxes everywhere.

"Luke!" He screamed and called 999. (911 if you're American)

Luke made small sounds but was pretty unresponsive.
Michael talked to the lady and she said an ambulance was coming but he'd need to make Luke sick before then.

"I c-can't do that." He sobbed.

"It's okay sweetheart, he'll be alright you just have to do what I say."

"I-okay." Michael sniffled.

"You have to lean him upwards and stick your fingers down his throat so he is sick. It's horrible but you Have to do it alright sweetheart?"

"Okay." Michael said and placed the phone down.

"C-come on Lukey p-please." Michael sobbed as he sat Luke up and forced his fingers down the blondes throat.

He watched as Luke gagged and was sick everywhere. It made Michael sob more.

He did it again like the woman said to and it only made him more unstable but Luke seemed to be a little more responsive.

"Baby?" Michael yelled. "Please no."

All Luke remembered was sirens and screams.