(Calum's POV)
What do you do if a voodoo maker redeems your life?
Do you freak out and stab them with a knife?
It's all fun and games until someone dies.
Weather it be from rage, hate or because someone cries.
But if a voodoo maker finds out your back from the dead,
Consider it lucky if they don't take your head.Everything was black. Just black, darkness everywhere. I felt like I was sleeping. Until one day, a jolt woke me up, and I opened my eyes. But I opened my eyes to utter darkness. I took my first breath in a month, and it was musky. I started to breath faster once I realized I could barely move. I heard a loud click to the side of me, as if a lock was breaking. And then I heard the shift of dirt.
That's when I realized I was in a coffin, under the ground. I remembered dying, stabbing that doll at Michael's house and then dying. But all of those memories had to wait, because I needed to get out of here.
I pushed on the lid of the coffin, and it pushed up easily, but nothing prepared me what happened next. Dirt came piling into the coffin and I had to get out quickly. I started to stand in the coffin and dig up, getting out of all the dirt. It was all in my face and I had to hold my breath. I felt my hand tough the surface.
Someone pulled on it, bringing me up. Soon my face was out of the dirt, and later my legs. I coughed, the sunlight felt weird to me, since I hadn't seen it in a while. I took a look around, and I saw Michael and Luke. I then had two choices. Ask them what the fuck was going on, or, start beating the crap out of Michael for lying to me twice now and letting me die. I decided to do the most appropriate thing.
"YOU FUCK HEAD YOU LET ME DIE!" I yelled, and with no hesitation stumbled up to Michael and started to punch him, Michael started to shout and Luke ran up to me, pushing me off of Michael.
"Calum stop! Before you continue to wail on Michael, we have a lot to talk about" Luke said, pointing at me with a firm fist. I was breathing heavy. All I wanted to do was beat the living crap out of Michael, that's all I wanted to do.
Instead of letting me beat Michael to death, Luke told me that I couldn't kill Michael or him, because then I would die. If either one of us died, we all did, which I found stupid, but a nice gesture at the same time. Luke explained to me that I couldn't let anyone know I was alive, especially Justin, that would only lead to questions no one would believe the answers to. I was to stay with Michael, because Michael's parents were barely home in the summer which was coming right around the corner. I wasn't aloud to go to school or out anywhere because anyone saw me they would lose there mind. I did not agree with anything Luke was saying, because I wanted to see my family. But I also did agree with everything he was saying, because there would be to many unanswered questions.
I didn't want to stay with Michael at all, but I couldn't stay with Luke or Ashton because, Luke said 'Justin was almost riding Luke's ass and was literally riding Ashton's ass'. There was so much to take it, and I was still covered in dirt and scared about the fact that I was dead less then an hour ago. So much darkness - I never wanted to close my eyes again
"Calum, this is just temporary until we can figure something else out. Memory wipe spells might work, but only voodoo makers can perform those spells on a huge scale, for example the whole town of Britzton." Luke said, I pointed at Michael.
"He's a voodoo maker!" I yelled, Michael looked at me wide eyed, and Luke looked at him as if he was looking for an answer.
"I am no voodoo maker" Michael said, crossing his arms and looking at me.
"Like I told you I didn't make those dolls" Michael argued, and now Luke stood up.
"Hey! Just making the dolls doesn't make you a voodoo maker. There's a whole bunch of requirements, making the dolls doesn't even count. I made your replacement doll Calum, I'm no voodoo maker." Luke argued, I raised my eyebrow at him.
"Since when are you so know how with voodoo stuff huh?" I asked, Luke looked at the ground and the. Began to stand up.
"Do you know how many countless hours I have spent with that crazy dark magic obsessed weirdo Justin?! He's a mad man! I only know these things because he treats me and Ashton like slaves and makes us read stuff like that to him" Luke admitted, I looked at him in shock.
"If that's what's happening why don't you tell someone? Like the police?" I asked, Luke shook his.
"No, if Justin even found out I left on my break time, he would kill me. And now, if he kills me you too are coming with. So, I need to get back quickly. You two need to not kill eat other" Luke explained, picking up his book. He also grabbed the new voodoo doll of me and tossed it over to Michael.
"Don't you dare let anything happen to that doll. I'm going to bounce now, probably won't see you for a while" Luke said and then walked off, down the pathway and out of the grave yard. I looked at Michael and went to go grab the doll out of his hands, but he moved away.
"No! Last time you had a doll of yourself you stabbed it with a pin!" Michael yelled, I stood up and kicked him in the side, I was utterly outraged.
"you let me die!!! Michael I was literally DEAD." I screamed, Michael stood up now and shoved me.
"I still haven't got a thank you from you for bringing you back" Michael said, and that made something inside me snap right in half.
"Oh yeah? Well have you ever thought that maybe I didn't want to go back? Maybe I wanted to stay dead? Or maybe that I didn't want to see you again?! After you basically killed me?! AND I AM BARELY BACK ALIVE I CAN'T EVEN SEE MY FAMILY UNTIL LUKE DOES SOME OTHER CRAP!! SO YEAH MICHAEL THANK YOU FOR FUCKING EVERYTHING UP!" I screamed loudly at Michael, Michael seemed to be tearing up but I really didn't care. I was fed up with him.
"We better get going then, I don't want you to startle someone who might come visit your grave" Michael said, starting to walk to the exit. I looked down at my grave stone and all the dirt that was dug up around it. It was all to unreal that I had died and Michael and Luke brought me back. I wasn't sure how to feel about this, I was dead, and bringing me back is like playing with fate, wasn't it? I started to let my rage for Michael crawl to the back of my mind and let the whole freakiness of this situation start to sink in. I felt a tear fall from my face and onto my grave stone, right where it said my name.
"Calum, c'mon we have to go" Michael said, I heard thunder across the sky and then a drop of rain, and then more, so much more that my tear drop was now mixed in with the rain that had started falling. I stood up and walked over towards Michael. One I got up to him, he tried to put his hand on my shoulder and I slapped it away.
"Don't even try" I said, that's when Michael started to breath very heavily. I saw his fists clench and I saw his jaw slam down. He turned to me and stuck his index finger at my face.
"You ungrateful little bastard! Do you know how much I have cried over you?! Do you know how many times I tried to kill myself because of you? HUH?! Do you even know how many sleepless nights I had regretting letting you do that to yourself?! Do you know how much pain and hurt you have caused me?!" Michael screamed, and suddenly all this guilt piled on top of me. Yeah Michael sort of killed me, but it was partly my fault. I killed myself, Michael just let me do it. And I had been so caught up in my own pain that I hadn't realized how hard that would have been for Michael.
"Michael I-"
"No. Just shut the fuck up and come on, we have to go" Michael said, walking off in front of me and towards the street, leaving the cemetery.
I had so many different emotions and thoughts and questions and problems and just about everything going on at the moment. I still couldn't believe I was alive again.
But so much stuff was on my mind, I felt like I was going to throw up.
"You're waiting for a break to come, it always comes too late"
A/N THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE READS IM SO CLOSE TO 10K I LOVE YOU ALL!! (Ps: I'm going to a wwa concert today! WOO I CANT WAIT 5sos & 1D at the rogers center on the same day at the same time I'm gonna cry! I just had to share that with u all)
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