When Luke Learned

chapter 6

luke wakes up in the hospital. bright lights shine in his face. he sits up to look around the room. peter and ashlyn are asleep in one corner, his parents are in the opoisite corner. he looks down at his arm, a thick bandage covering his three cuts. he winces remembering what happened in the empty room by the gym. he decides he wants to be his rebel self and stands up. he immeidetly sits back down. luke looks down at what he is wearing and is thankful to find they left him in his black jeans and black t-shirt. he stands back up and this time feels less woozy. he stumbles over to ashlyn and shakes her awake. "...wha.....?". he waves her over to the door and opens it. noise enters his ears covering the beeping of the IV. he tears off the bandage and starts walking toward the exit. "Luke, stop!" ashlyn says. "what!" "you need help! thats why your here..stop running away from your demons. you have to fight them! stop running". luke stops and looks around him. he sighs and turns to ashlyn. "give it!" he says his voce cold and dark. "what, give what?" "my knife, i know you have it" "i don't have it they took it when you got admitted". luke throws his hands up in the air and turns, walking to the exit. ashlyn doesnt stop him but hands his phone and headphones to him. he takes them and keeps walking, out the door and into the cold november air. he puts his headphones in and starts blasting twenty one pilots through his headphones. he takes off his phone case and finds his extra 200 bucks in case he ever did run away. he takes out his bus pass and walks to the bus stop down the street. he looks down at his cuts. deep and dark. he sighs he wanted his knife. his first stop would be home to get some clothes and food. luke opens his phone and looks at the date. he had been in the hospital for three days and had'nt been concious since then. they had probably pumped him with a bunch of drugs. great thats all he needed was to be high on the day hes running away. the bus finally comes and he gets on. If ashlyn didn't want a friendship then fine. He sighs as he sinks into his chair. He changes his music to three days grace and closes his eyes wishing that when he wakes up he is far far away from his problems.