The Life of Being a Foster Kid//5sos **ON HOLD**

Chapter 32: dead

OLIVIA
"Well I have to go calm my boo. Bye fellow emo's!" I said and shut the camera. I sighed and ran after Luke. "Babe?" I said opening a door. "What do you want?!" He screamed making me jump. "I-I'll edit that out i-if you want?" I asked scared. He nodded and put his head in his hands. "Luke what's wrong?" I sat down next to him and put my hand on his back. "Remember when I ran off with Arzaylea for like 5 years?" I nodded and he sighed again. "A-apparently she got pregnant a couple days before I left a-and the baby's birthday is soon, but by soon it's on the day of our wedding....." He tried to look at me, but I looked down. "Oh, I guess we're calling off the wedding." I said looking down. "Well what the hell am I supposed to do! Leave her with my kid!" He screamed looking at me. "You know what fuck you!" I said getting up. He stood up with me and slapped me. I looked him in the eyes and went outside. We still had like 15 minutes before we left. I immediately called Calum though.
(C-Calum O-Olivia)
"C-hey Liv what's up
O-my dream was correct
C-what dream
O-Luke and Arzaylea have a kid
C-Liv oh my god I really didn't know
O-I know you didn't know Calum. I-it just hurts that he has to fly in for the kids birthday on the day that we were supposed to get married, but I guess we have to call it off though.
C-Liv I know this is upsetting, but I know you this isn't something you'd cry about this is something you'd be mad about. What's going on?
O- He hit me
C-HE WHAT
O-GOD DAMNIT I ALREADY SAID IT CAL HE FUCKING HIT ME OKAY?!" I hung up right then and there. I went back on the plane and saw that Calum had texted me he was coming out right now. I sighed and sat on the couch.

5 minutes later

I heard a the door open and someone storm in. "Where is he?!" An angry Calum screamed and Ashton stood there fuming, but Angelina just stayed hidden behind Ashton. I jumped and scooted away. Mikey woke up and looked confused. He saw my face and I saw his turn red. "Mikey-" "he's is the back room!" He said standing up. All 3 boys went to the back, but I just laid on the couch and cried. Angelina came over to me and tried to calm me down, but it didn't work. She grabbed me and ice pack and made me lay on her lap of I was going to lay down. I nodded and laid down. I was so done with crying I just couldn't anymore. All I heard was yelling and people fighting. Then it just stopped. They all stumbled out of the room. I stood up and wiped my face. "That's it!" I screamed starting my lecture. "You're all supposed to be band mates and best friends, but I guess not. On the other hand though, Luke, you're supposed to be my fiancé, but you can't handle your anger for 5 fucking minutes. How pathetic is that? But now that I think about it less than 10 minutes ago Calum and Ashton and Mikey weren't fuming with anger. They're angry because of your actions! Because you're always such and asshole. It's always about yourself and people you love more than your own fiancée because I apparently mean nothing to you. Matter of fact here's your ring back. I don't need it anymore." I screamed throwing my ring at Luke. I started to walk to the back room, but stopped in the doorway. "Oh and Luke," he looked over at me and rolled his eyes, "get off this fucking plane if you don't want to be left in America." With that I laid down and shut my eyes. Not caring about what people thought about me. Just forgetting about life. Making myself feel numb. Making myself wonder what it feels like to be dead.