Dear Luke, April 11, 2014
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness. The kind that pulls at your heart and consumes your entire being, like a monster.
When we woke up this morning, you flipped shit. You thought I was making a pass at you, but guess what, bucko? I've seen you naked. Sleeping in the same bed is innocent compared to what we do.
And you know what? You told me to stay with you. I didn't just waltz in there demanding a cuddle, you wanted me.
Does this mean there is a piece of the old you? The one that would wake up at two in the morning just to get new bandages? I hope so.
I've been thinking a lot of bad thoughts. Stuff about you, some about me, but generally you.
Do you want to know the worst one?
I wish you would've stayed in a coma.
Terrible, terrible thoughts. But I can't deny it, because it's true.
In a coma, I could pretend you still love me. In a coma, I could leave you, without a second thought.
But having you awake is like a constant chance that maybe, maybe you might remember. And if you do, and I'm already dead, that would suck. That's probably the omly reson I've stuck around this long.
But there's only so much time until the monsters overrun your thoughts.
So yeah, I wish you stayed in a coma.
I'm sorry.
-Ashton
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I used the song Somebody That I Used To Know in the beginning bc Ashton is someone Luke used to knowdO YOU GET MY FUNNY
wow thats really bad im gonna leave now bye
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