Heartbreak and Love: A Luke Hemmings Story

8- Distractions

For 20 minutes of Jane being a hospital bed, try wouldn't let me see her. To be honest, I don't think I want to see her. I feel guilt in my stomach.
If I had come earlier, I think, if I was just a little bit earlier maybe... I would have stopped all of this from happening.
How did this happen? What had happened to her? Did she hurt herself or did... Did someone-
Suddenly the door to her room opened and her brother stopped in the door way, closing it, and he started to cry. "Sir?" I said. "Are you okay?" I didn't know her brother, I only had met her mother once, Susan.
He looked at me. He was a strong man, broad shoulders, about a head taller than me. With brown eyes and curly hair that covered his forehead and his ears. Her had red, full lips and bushy eyes brows. He seemed like a nice guy.
Then he spoke.
"You're the boy," he pointed at me when he spat out his words, "you're the boy that found her."
"Yes sir," I stood up and extended my hand out to him to shake it. "I'm Luke, sir. Luke Hemmings."
He isn't shake my hand. He looked at me straight in the eyes. One of his eyes were blood shot like some had punched him... "Listen here, Luke Hemmings, I know that you found my sister and I'm thankful for that so I thank you. But it is not the time for Jane to have any distractions or heartbreaks at this-"
"I'm not here to break her heart, I'm here to see if she's okay." I interrupted.
"Do you like to over talk people, boy?" He spat. That shut me up. "I dont want you near her. In fact, don't even think about her or feel for her, stay away. Drive away. Anything. And don't come back." And with that, he turned on his heals and went back into Jane's room.
And I was left there, in the corridor, alone with nurses and doctors speeding pass me in hurry but there's only one thing that they couldn't cure.
Something that was at the pit I my stomach, that weight like a ton of bricks but was as light a tear, and it needed to come up. It killed me in every way and once again those feelings of love and affection were gone. And I was left with a split heart, which was stupid because I was in love with a little girl from a few years ago.
And she was there and I was here, a room apart. So separate. So un meant to be.
I understood.
Suddenly, my phone rung, I took it out of my pocket, snapping me out of my daydream of feelings. It was Ashton, "what?" I answer with a pissed off voice. I didn't mean it.
It just happened. Like everything in my life. A girl come and she goes. Just happens... Move on, I tell myself.
"Dude, get your attitude up because we have a gig tonight, thousands of people are expected to be there and we aren't backing down anymore. We want our lead singer there, that's you, Luke. So do what you need to do and get your small ass here. We have a shops to go to!"
And then he hung up.

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