Poison c.h

#23

Almost 8 months strapped to a bed. Well, I wasn't strapped all the time, only on bad days. The hospital declared me insane and moved me to an institute. It's a nice place; the people aren't scary, not like in all those horror films. Every room was nicely built for comfort; we had soft carpets, white walls, and a lovely view. The rooms were also sound proof, which would sound pleasant to some but being able to hear nothing but your own thoughts can be haunting.

For a sound proof room there sure was a lot of noise coming from my room. I would always hear the other patients saying I was evil, that they felt threatened by my room. I don't blame them, I hear the voices too, I hear what they say.

'Dirty whore, dancing with the devil'

'You can't save yourself, you're already dead'

But the one that really gets to me is only said late at night when the voices stop.

'He never loved you'

Of course I have Calum to put that rumor at rest, he would visit me every day. Along with Luke and Michael, my two best friends. They seemed to figure out their feelings and started dating, who knew. They would come to the visiting room and tell me stories and laugh along with me until I was told they had to leave. It felt like every time they visited our time was cut shorter and shorter, but that could just be me slowly losing my mind, losing all sense of time.

Clocks weren't allowed in the hospital, patients got freaked out by the ticking. One guy sat there every day watching the hands turn until they hit 3pm, then he would scream, he would continue screaming even when they dragged him away. You could still hear his echoed screams from the hallway. After that they decided to get rid of all clocks, nurses weren't allowed to wear their watches and had to keep them in their pockets.

"Hey there Beautiful" a soft voice spoke from beside me. I looked over to see Calum sitting a good step away from my bed. He refused to come closer, afraid I would reach out and touch him. I gave him a weak smile before shifting in my spot on my bed which caused Calum to flinch.

"Calm down I'm not going to touch you" I said rolling my eyes. Calum was the only person that made me feel normal now, that's why I enjoyed his visits, even if I couldn't touch him.

Never in my life did I think I would crave someone so much. I always felt like I would live an ordinary life, ordinary being a boring repetitive cycle. I never felt many emotions before Calum. I never felt love, I never really felt a craving for anything. But now he is all I crave.

"Calum what would happen if I died" I whispered, barely audible.

"Well Angel" He started clearing his throat, "You'd go to heaven, and you'd be taken care of, probably by Ashton."

"But I wouldn't see you again?" I asked interrupting him.

Calum smiled weakly, "No, you wouldn't"

There was a long silence before Calum started to crawl closer to me. "is that what you want?" he asked, hurt clear in his voice.

"I don't want to be in pain anymore" I replied

Calum looked at his hands fiddling with the ring on his pinky finger "I can make it go away, you know"

"Yeah, I know"

We sat there in silence, Calum staring at his hands and me staring at him. We both knew what was going to happen, and we both didn't want it to. I could see the way Calum wasn't moving, was barely breathing, that he wanted to make our last moments together as long as possible.

"I love you too much to let you go" He cried, tears in his eyes that he refused to let fall.

Without saying anything I quickly grabbed Calum's face the burn almost too unbearable. "I love you so much but I can't live like this, please Calum!" I pleaded.

Our faces were now only inches apart, his breath gentle on my lips. He was so toxic, every breath he made I lost one. I could slowly feel myself getting weaker as Calum gently ran his fingertips up my arms. There was no longer an unbearable pain, all I could feel was Calum and the slow death I wished for.

Gently Calum closed the gap between us pressing his lips to mine. My eyes were closed but all I wanted to look at right now was Calum. I wouldn't open them though, no matter how hard I tried. I could feel myself losing touch with the world, with my world. His soft sobs could only be heard before all that was left was silence.

A/N

Yo that's the end of the story!