I woke up in a white room. I was on one of those hospital beds with I guess breathing tubes in my nose. My arm and leg were both wrapped tightly in bandages. Against the wall was a pair of crutches, next to it was a chair in which Luke sat in. he had a blue cast around his right leg, a few bandages round his left arm, and a small bandage on his cheek. He looked pretty banged up. He looked up from the floor to me, slightly smiling. “Hey Michael.” I smiled. “Ash, Cal, are they alright?” I managed to say. Luke looked back down at the floor. I took that as a no. “They tried Mikey, Calum fainted from shock and never woke up, and they couldn’t find a heartbeat, even when he was brought here. Ashton…Ashton…” he started to choke up. “Ashton, was already dead before the car hit, his heart just suddenly stopped, I was the one who tried to stop the car.” "no.." i said, shaking my head. "no, no, no, their not gone Luke." I started tearing up. " sorry." "Luke, dont fricken lie to me about this." "im not lying!" I was now out of control with crying, tears just kept coming out, even when I tried to stop. I moved my good leg up to my chest and pulled the hood of my jacket up, covering my head. I leaned my head down against my leg and covered it with my good arm, still sobbing. I wanted to be alone. I needed to be alone. I heard luke get up from the chair. his crutched made their way over to me, then stopped. He rubbed my back and continued out the door, closing it behind him.
I sat there on the hospital bed, silent. soon the light from the window faded, indecating nighttime was here. i laid back down on the bed, closing my eyes and falling asleep.
