Adventures [Of Lashton]

Adventure 14 - Crumbling

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Adventure 14 - Crumbling

Crumbling.

The one word that could describe the band. Things have been going anything but smoothly with 5SOS since the night of that dreadful party. Luke has spoke less than 10 words to the boy, and it's been over 2 weeks. The blue-eyed boy is a mess. He doesn't sleep, at all. The echos of sniffles and sobs can be heard in the dead of night. Luke sometimes even screams and thrashes around in his sleep, which is why he is now roomies with Calum. None of the other boys know what to do. Calum and Michael try to comfort him, even ask if he wants to go out and try and have fun, but they just get the cold shoulder.

Now with Ashton, it's different. Luke wont even acknowledge the boy. But really, it's a plea. Luke cannot stand not being around Ashton. He feels empty; Drained. The youngest boy's apperance is completely different as well, like he replaced his skin with a ghost. His once vibrant blue eyes now are a dull hue. The bags under his eyes seem to become more prominent each night.

It's like Lucas is just a soul carrying around a corpse.

Now, let's turn our attention to Ashton for a moment.

Ashton has put up a shield, protecting himself from anything that is thrown at him. His bloodshot eyes scream for help, but to no avail. His nightmares have currently shifted, they have changed from his father, to Luke. Luke doing terrible things to himself, in hopes to relieve pain. And of course, his mind being as twisted as it is, Ashton is just too late to save him. He doesn't howl and flail around in his state slumber, but they are undeniably scary.

Ashton has explained what really happened at the party last night to Michael and Calum, who took quite a convincing, but understood. The couple were still veritably suspicious, but chose to believe their friend. All 3 of them have tried to speak to the blonde boy, who just refuses and crawls back in bed. Luke and Ashton have been sleeping alot, which is just a trap for nightmares.

Half of the band is depressed, and the other half is immensely stressed about it. But for this adventure, let us return to Lucas Hemmings.

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Sad.

Useless.

Empty.

Tired.

All of these words seemed to pass through Luke's mind everyday. But, he couldn't help it. There was nothing he could do to drown them. Blasting music? tried that. Cried? A million times. Guitar? He almost broke the damn thing. It was though he had little demons perched on his shoulders, whispering the truthful words (Well, they were the truth to Luke.). The boy needed relief, and there just wasn't anything there to assist.

Luke couldn't sleep. Let me rephrase that, Luke could infact sleep, but really didn't want too. He knew if he fell asleep, the nightmares would return. And, he wanted to prevent that as best he could; Downing loads of coffee a day, in hopes he doesn't overdose. The nightmares were almost taunts. His brain would tease him with images of Ashton, acting happily with a girl. Kissing, hugging, making love, etc. He was just glued to the ground in the dream, forced to watched the sickening illusion.

The boy was bed stricken. Laying around all day in his sweats and Ashton's sweater, only moving slightly every few hours. Though he was upset at the drummer, wearing his clothing was oddly comforting. The ceiling he stared at above him had become a beautiful painting, displaying pictures only seen by Luke. Images of joy, happiness, and love; All things Luke really wanted to have right now.