Murderers~

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{Kota's POV}

Michael busts though the door, followed by Luke who was carrying Rose. Ashton and Ashely stand up, staring at the body of Rose who lays limply in Luke's arms. "Where can I put her!?!" Luke yells. I slowly walk into the door, looking down at the floor. My mind spins. "Right here.." Calum says quickly and clears off the coffee table. Literally just throwing the stuff onto the floor. "Who knows the most about medical stuff...?" Luke continues to yell, his voice filled with pure panic. "We do," Bree says, motioning towards Calum and her. Luke nods. "Help her..." He whispers. Bree quickly walks over to Rose and leans down next to her. "How'd this happen..?" Ashton stares at the body of Rose. "She got stabbed, by some guys trying to kill us!" He says quickly, his voice filling with more panic. Bree lifts up her shirt, enough to see the wound. "Go get our medical supplies." Bree says, and Calum runs up stairs. I sit down on the couch. My face burning. "Can you save her?" I whisper. Everyone looks at me. "I'll do the best i can...." Bree says, a slight smile appears on her face. "No! You have to save her!!" Luke yells. Her smile disappears. Ashton and Ashley sit down again. Michael sits next to Me, putting his arm around me.

{Calum's POV.}

I run downstairs with all of the equipment. Bree quickly grabs the stuff and we both begin operating. "Luckily, the knife didn't hit anything important." I say, and Bree nods, agreeing. "It did go deep though." She adds. Luke watches our every move with anticipation, not saying a word. When we finally finished, I put a gauze bandaid on her wound. We both stand up. "That's all we can do, for now." I say, and Luke scoots over to her body, and starts rubbing her head. "You'll be okay..." He whispers. Ashley closes her eyes, trying not to cry, along with Bree. I hug her, and sit down next to Ashton. Bree curls up and lays her head on my lap. Michael tries to soothe Kota by running his fingers through her hair. But she continues to cry. "It's okay, she'll be okay.." He whispers to her. Luke lays his head on her shoulder, he begins to cry. "Why did this happen to her?!? It should've been me!" He yells, tears still streaming down his face. "I love her, I can't live without her! It's not fair! I didn't do anything to save her, I'm a coward!! I should have did something to save her, maybe she wouldn't be laying on this god damned table!!" He continues to yell. "Kota, why didn't you try to anything to save her either? Or Michael!?! You where standing next to her!!!" We all stare at him. Kota's eyes flicker with anger. She slowly leans up, and stares at the body for a moment before running upstairs. Michael follows her. I jump as Luke bangs his fist down on the table.

"Maybe we should get him away from the body.." Ashley whispers so Luke couldn't hear. "It's not good for him." She adds. "I agree..." Bree says. "Let him come back later. Take her up to her room, I'll stay with her and lock the door." I slowly walk over and pick up Rose. Luke's eyes shoot up to me. "What're you doing?" He says with so much anger in his voice. I ignore him, and Luke stands up. "What're you doing!?" He repeats. Ashton stands up and blocks his way, holding him back. I walk up the stairs carefully, Luke watches me intently. "Where are you taking her!?!?!" He yells at me, I walk into Roses room to see Bree already sitting there on her bed. I lay Rose down, and walk out. There's a click. I walk back downstairs, and Luke marches over to me. He stares at me. "Where. Did. You. Take. Her." He demands. "Up in your guises room.." I respond, staring down at the floor. "Why?!" "So you won't be so torn up about it, it's not good for you." Ashley says. He turns to her. He turns back to me, and pushes past me. I stumble backwards and watch him stomp up the stairs.

{Luke's POV}

I stomp up the stairs, making sure I've been heard. I walk to me and Roses room. I slowly reach for the golden handle. I grasp it tightly, the coldness of the door knob sends chills down my spine. I wiggle it. "Locked...?" I whisper, i wiggle it once more. Why the hell am I locked out? I let go of the handle and stumble backwards, falling onto the wall behind me. I turn towards the stairs, and I walk back down. "Why the fuck am I locked out?!" I yell at the top of my lungs. Everyone jumps and looks at me. "Chill out dude..." Ashton says, his voice calm. "I will NOT chill out!!" I yell again. "Dude, seriosly, you can see her later." Ashley says, stepping closer to me. "No, no. NO. I want to stay with her." I say shaking my head furiously. "Well, you can't. Sorry." Ashton says quickly. Michael slowly walks down the stairs. "How'd the opperation go?" He asks quietly. "Good," Calum says, looking over at him. "How's Kota?" Michael sighs, reaching the end of the stairs. "Quite pissed at Luke, very upset with herself too. She finally cried herself to sleep." Michael looks down. "That was a terrible thing to say to her, Luke..." Ashley says. Michael nods. "I think so too." I slowly look up, and look at Michael. "Fuck you.... Fuck you all..." I say, and I walk over to the front door, and I walk out. I slam the door behind me.

I walk into town, a knife in one of my hands. I put it in my back pocket, and walk into the bar. It's 12:30 at night. Oh well. I sit at the bar, and I stare at the table in front of me. "What can I get ya?" The bartender asks. "Rum..." I whisper softly. He nods and walks over to the drinks on the shelves. He grabs the one on the top, to the right. He pours it into a medium sized glass, puts ice in it, and hands it to me. I sigh loudly. "Thanks." I say quietly, and I take a sip. I close my eyes, and think about Rose. If she does die.... I would have nothing to live for. I can't imagine life, without Rose.