step brothers ; muke (completed)

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"Mikey! Youre awake!" Luke shouted, running to Michael and gently hugging him. "I thought-"

"Dad's comin' to see us." Mitchell interrupted, "And mom hasn't came to see you or any of us, neither has Andrew. Child services will take a us away if dad don't come." 

"What do you mean? I don't understand..." Michael mumbled, "Momma don't care? How long have we been here? I don't understand."

"Listen, Mikey-" 

"No!" Michael shouted, "I've been attacked by a giant dog and I've been in the hospital for days and momma don't even care? She's supposed to care! She loves us!" Michael cried. 

The sting of the tears touching the scrape below his eyes only made now tears surface. He had been awake for less than an hour after being out for almost two days, and suddenly his brother is telling him that their mother doesn't care. Not only that, but his father was allegedly coming to see them? It was all too overwhelming. Michael's head was spinning, his stomach flipped in anxiety, and soon, he was gasping for air.

He could hear Mitchell telling him to calm down, but it sounded faint and muffled until  all he could hear was his heartbeat thump in his ears. His body was on fire, sweat dripping off his nose, he hadn't even known his knees were to his chest until his head fell onto them. Unable to properly breathe, he felt suffocated. His lungs began burning. The burning mixed with his throbbing head and pounding heartbeat.

He felt arms wrap around himself and his throat slowly start to burn. He was screaming. He couldn't breathe, he started choking.

"MICHAEL WAKE UP!"

Michael's body jolted, and he instantly sat up. He began coughing water up, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. His clothes were soaked.

There were hands pressed against his shoulders, and a body in front of him.

"Luke? What-" 

"Oh my god, Mikey. You're alive!" Luke grinning, immediately kissing his forehead and wrapping his arms around the confused lad.

That's when Michael realized he was no longer wearing a hospital gown, but instead a baby blue shirt sweater, a jean jacket, converse, and black skinny jeans. 

"I don't understand. Why did you kiss me? Where's Mitchell? Why am I wet? When did I change-"

"Who's Mitchell? Your brother Mitchell?" Luke asked, now sitting beside Michael.

But Luke looked different. He was older. He now had a scruffy little beard and curly hair.

"What year is it? How old are you?" Michael asked.

Luke sighed, his hand finding Michael's forearm. "How about we go home and I'll explain everything, yeah? I don't want you to get hypothermia." Luke asked.

Michael slowly nodded and let Luke help him up. He frowned when Luke was almost a foot taller than him. When did Luke get so tall?

Luke helped him into a familiar car. The whole situation gave Michael nostalgic feelings, and he didn't understand why.

He just hoped that Luke would explain everything when they got home, wherever that is.

ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT THEN AN EPILOGUE OMG

the ending will be different than what I was originally going to do but I think I'll like this one more :)