Thorn Bush +Muke ✔

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"Ben. You need to drive me to the airport."

"Why do you need to go to the airport?"

"I'll explain on the way, just get your åss over here."

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I slung my backpack over my shoulder, finally waving down a taxi.

"Where to, kid?" The man asked.

"you know the guy who owns Apple? His apartment is where I need to be." I said.

The man gave me an odd look but turned away from the curb.

"You have to be careful, kid." The cabbie said, "There's rumors he killed his son."

I shook the bad image out of my head and ignored him.

"What's a boy like you creeping around a crime scene? You don't peg me as someone who's into that stuff." He said.

"Yeah, I don't peg myself for falling in love with an innocent boy who could be dead right now...life is full of surprises.."

The cabbie hummed and pulled up to a hospital.

"Go ask for Jakob and tell him Jamie sent you. He'll bring you to your boy." He smiled.

"Oh my, thank you so much." I said, pulling my wallet out to pay him.

He waved me off, "Go find your boy."

I smiled and thanked him again. I jumped out of the yellow taxi and raced into the hospital. I slid into the front desk, nearly wiping out but I grabbed the marble countertop just in time.

"I'm looking for Jakob?" I said.

The girl pointed over a desk to a male with two sleeves full of tattoos. He looked up at me, slightly scaring me.

"Um, Jamie sent me..he said.."

He got up and waved me over. I followed him down the hall and into a small office. A small girl sat quietly at a desk, looking up when she hear us.

Jakob signed to her and she signed back, just as fast. She smiled and hopped up from her spot.

She grabbed a white board and a marker before reaching out and holding onto my hand.

She led me down some more hallways, walking as she rapidly wrote on the white board.

//Michael will be okay, he just got scared. He's sleeping right now//

I nodded and she went back to writing.

//I am mute, that is why I am not speaking. I like your rose//

"Thanks." I said.

//it means all pretty things can hurt you? Right?//

I nodded, "How old are you, exactly?"

She held up 9 fingers.

"You're really smart for a 9 year old. When I was nine I barely remembered my left from my right." I said.

She gave me a silent laugh.

//I pay really close attention in class, its not like I can talk XD//

Her casualness made me laugh. The young girl stopped in front of a door that ironically had Michael's birthday as the room number.

1120

//This is his room, be quiet he might be sleeping. If you need something use the phone and call the second number, that's the office i sit in//

I nodded, "Thanks..."

//Carabellia//

"Thanks Carabellia."

She nodded and disappeared down the hall. I carefully pushed open the door and walked in.

Michael laid down on the hospital bed, tubes connected to his arms. His hands were heavily bandaged and he had a band aid on his eyebrow.

His earrings and eyebrow piercing were out. He looked tired, like every ounce of energy were drained out of him. I stood beside the hospital bed, softly brushing his fringe back.

"Please don't hurt me." Michael whimpered.

"I would never." I whispered softly.

He opened his eyes, exposing his dark and dull eyes.

"Luke?"

I nodded, "Yeah, Michael, it's me."

"I'm sorry." He murmured.

"Hey." I said, "Don't say that. This wasn't your fault, baby. You know that."

He gave me a weak nod. I leaned down and kissed his pale cheek. I went around the bed and sat down in the chair.

"He took my phone...deleted your number and smashed it against the wall." Michael said.

"Don't think about him." I said, "Think about something that makes you happy."

He slowly reached over, setting his hand in mine.

"You...you make me happy."

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I want to go to the library

~Cookie Xx