Chapter 14

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Ugh it feels like a truck has hit me. My head wants to explode and I just feel so tired even if I just woke up. I had the worst dream ever and it haunts me. I dreamt that I was going to surprise visit Luke in America but when I got there a car hit him pretty badly. It was horrible. Everything felt so real. I couldn't even wake from the nightmare. Luckily I'm awake now, even though I feel like a zombie.

I take in my surroundings and realize I'm not in my room. This place is strange and I've never seen it before. Where am I? This is when I realize someone is holding me.

It's Michael.

What the hell is going on? How did Michael end up next to me aren't they supposed to be in America or something?

The longer I'm awake and my brain starts to function again it all slowly comes back to me. It wasn't a nightmare I had, it was reality, I did come to America and Luke did get hit by a car. I start to freak out again and my short breaths must have woke Michael because he's awake now.

"Skye?" Michael asks, I didn't reply. "Hey, don't freak out, take deep breaths. Everything will be okay" he said, rubbing my back.

"No, everything will not be alright! It's all my fault. If i haven't come here none of this would've happened. Luke would've still been here and not in the hospital! Everything is all my fault" I started crying. "No it's not your fault, Skye. How were you supposed to know Luke was going to run in front of a car? Please don't blame yourself for this."

While I'm recovering from my emotional breakdown Ashton and a lady comes into the room. I don't know her name, but I'm guessing she's working with the boys. She brought me food and gave me pills to calm me down. I don't want to eat but they kinda forced me to.

Some time after I ate and drank the pills, I ask the question I have been avoiding. I guess I'm a little scared to find out. "How bad is it?" I asked with a shaky voice. I can see Ash tensing a bit and I know it's not good.

"He's in a critical state in ICU. He has a cracked rib, broken arm and a bad head injury. He is still in a coma, the doctors can't tell for how long he'll be unconscious. I'm sorry Skye" Aston tells me and if it wasn't for those pills I would've had a fit again but it doesn't stop me from crying. "It's all my fault" I say between my sobs.

No matter how many time they tell me it isn't my fault, deep down they know it is. I should've just stayed back in Australia. No, I should've never left South Africa, I should've refused to move. Stayed with my grandparents or something. Then I would have never met Luke of any of the others. They would've been so much better off without me in their lives. Luke would not have been in ICU, the band would not have their lead singer in the hospital and they could've finished opening for One Direction. They only had a month left of touring! Everything started to work out for them and now this.

I will never forgive myself for what I've done. Everything is my fault. I knew I shouldn't have fallen in love with Luke. The odds were never in my favor with him. I knew from the start but I was stupid enough to ignore my inner voice telling me this. I ruined everything, not just Luke's life but also things for the band. They were so happy playing in front of all those people every night and now because of me they can't anymore for who knows how long. I hate myself for this.

The worst of all is that when Luke wakes up, that's the say if he does, he'll won't want me to come near him. Yes I'm saying 'if' I've heard of some people who never woke up from a coma.

I won't even blame him if he never wants to see me again. That's what I deserve. I can't believe that the rest of the guys haven't chased me away yet. I'm the reason their best friend is in a coma in hospital and here they are comforting me. This is not right! All those sadness turns into anger and hatred towards myself and I can't stand myself anymore.

"Why are you comforting me!? I ruined everything and you just comfort me and tell me everything is alright! You should yell at me. Hate me. That's what I deserve, not your understanding" I burst out, no longer in control of it. At first their eyes widened and then they softened, looking at me. I don't want them looking at me with those kind eyes. I want to see the hatred that I feel for myself in their eyes but I don't and I can't understand it. What's wrong with them!

"Skye we are not going to yell at you and blame you for what happened and we told you to stop blaming yourself. It's. Not. You. Fault. Stop trying to take the blame for this, you're only making yourself unhappy and that isn't what we want....it's not what Luke would want" Ashton said.

I just keep quiet, not knowing what to say anymore. It feels like all my energy is suddenly gone. It feels like I've been awake for a thousand years when in reality I've just woke up about two hours ago.

"I think you should go back to the hotel with your parents and get some rest sweetie" the lady that brought me food said, I didn't even realize that she was still in the room. "Yeah, go get some sleep and then when you're all rest out we will come and take you to visit Luke, that's to say if you want to" Michael said giving me a hug.

"Where's Calum?" I asked changing the subject. "He's at the hospital at the moment but it won't help changing the subject Skye, we're thanking you to the hotel now. We phoned your parents and told them about everything so you don't have to worry about it" Ashton said while getting up.

Looks like I'm on my way back to the hotel. I have to admit that I am very tired but I don't want to sleep. I'm scared of having the nightmare from last night replaying in my mind over and over again. I don't want to relive it.

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