Sorry •Muke•

Chapter 22 - Stay

 ----Please be cautious when reading----

"Michael, are you okay?"

I was crying my eyes out.

"Michael. Please tell me what's wrong."

He begged and begged but I just shook my head, he didn't give a shit, he was just pretending. I had just got a text, and apparently it was a picture of Emili and Luke making out last night when he had gone out to get some ice cream since we were out.

"Please."

"You don't love me."

"What?... Of course I love you!"

I just kept shaking my head and crying. I tried blocking out his words but it wouldn't work.

"What can I do, that will show you that I love you."

"Let me kill myself."

"No, I won't let you do that, I need you here, I need to be here with you forever."

I thought for a few minutes, he didn't say anything. I stopped crying and turned to face him. I whipped my eye on the sleeve of his sweater. 

"Michael, what if we killed ourselves together."

I looked up at him, his expression was blank, and he just stared at me with grey eyes. He wasn't happy, I could see it. I had caused it.

I didn't know how to reply to Luke, he would kill himself just for us to be together for eternity.

"O-okay."

All I ever wanted in life was to be happy with Luke, and now I would have that forever.

Luke stood and pulled me with him. We walked out of the bedroom to the main room.

"How are we going to do this?"

Luke explained to me that we were going to swallow a bunch of pills then slit our wrists to make sure neither of us would live.

We were back in our bedroom, sitting on the floor. In between us was 2 bottles of the same pills, 2 cups of water and 2 razors. 1 bottle, 1 cup of water and 1 razor for the both of us.

"Are-are you ready?"

I nodded slowly. He picked up the bottle of pills, "Stop."

He looked over at me and put the bottle down.

"Let's take off our piercings, I want to die looking semi normal."

He had a slight smile before he started playing with his lip. I did the same and like usual, the 2 of us took our all of our piercings, not our plugs though, we never took them out. they were so small we couldn't even feel them.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded and picked up the pills. Luke and I each counted 20, not wanting to die at different times. 

"On 3."

"1."

"2."

"3."

Him and I both swallowed the pills and drank some water to get it down. Quickly we both picked up our razors and Luke quickly slit his wrists. He didn't even hesitate, he just did it and put down the razor, I then quickly slit mine. The familiar feeling of metal cutting into my skin gave me pain, unlike the last time I had done it where it gave me plessure.

I put down my razor and looked up at Luke, he looked super pale and his lips started to turn purple. I could see the veins in his eyes starting to break making his eyes completely red except for his irises.