Luke had needed to stay at the hospital for a week, and was able to leave next Friday morning. It was morning already and I was the only one awake. I was told to give the information to everyone else when they woke.
I just stayed up all night, I got a few minutes of sleep at about midnight only that's when a bunch of doctors ran by, apparently there was a coma patient that had woken or something like that. Either way, they had woken me up and after that I couldn't go back to sleep.
I then heard a ringing noise. I looked around then realized that it was my phone. Who would be calling me? I didn't recognize the number but when I answered the phone I recognized the voice.
"Hello? Is this Michael?"
"Gerard? How'd you manage to get my number?" I asked, I remembered the red headed boy from the other night. He was the only one that didn't take the stronger drugs instead he just stuck to 1 of the pills.
"Derek, I asked him for it. I just wanted to call and see how you were doing? I heard about Luke." He asked.
"How?"
"I was walking to see you and Derek when I saw the ambulence go by. I followed it and saw you and a bunch of others. I went back to Derek's house and asked. He explained to me that it was Luke so I felt really bad but by the time I got home. It was too late to call. So I tried now, I know you don't sleep much so I thought you'd be up and you are." His small voice explained through the phone.
"I just want 6 am to get here a bit faster." The clock read there was 20 minutes until 6 am which was when I was allowed to go visit Luke.
"Alright, well I just wanted to check on you. Oh, and Michael?"
"Yeah?"
"Never let them take the light behind your eyes."
"Thank you Gerard.. I will talk to you later. Good bye."
I hung up before putting my phone back in my pocket. I then stood and went into the bathroom and splashed water on my face. My eyes weren't as bloodshot as they were yesterday. Just around my iris' and corners. I would rather have that then the whites of my eyes completely red.
I adjusted my jeans before heading back into the waiting room. I slumped down in my chair when I heard the clock on the wall ding 6. I jumped out of my seat and went to the front desk.
"Fine you can go." The lady said, she had started work at 5 and asked me when she came in if I was waiting until visiting hours opened. I guess she knew how anxious I was.
"Can you tell me the room number of Lucas Robert Hemmings?" I asked, I think Luke's actual first name was Lucas. Everyone always called him Luke so I had no idea.
"You mean Luke Hemmings?" I nodded and she then looked back down at her computer, "Forth floor, room 301."
I thanked her before racing over to the elevator. I pressed the button probably about four times before it opened and I hopped in. I clicked the fourth floor's button over and over while the elevator went up and up.
When the doors opened I went out into the hall. I hated the smell of hospitals, I was used to the smell of a teenage boy or the smell of pizza. Not hand sanitizer and disifecting wipes.
I read the sighs on the walls to help me find my way to the 300-400 rooms. It was the first one on the right, I went in and there sat Luke. His eyes were closed as he slept softly in bed.
I shut the door behind me, slightly frustrated with the fact there was no lock on the door. Then again, I wasn't going to anyways. I went over and sat down in the chair next to Luke's bed.
"Hey Lukey..." I said. Tears started blur my vision but I whipped them away.
"I miss you.. a lot. These past few days have been hell without you.. I should have never left your side..." I said, I reached up and put my hand to his.
"I'm so sorry, I did this to you. I didn't mean to, really. I just wanted you to be happy... but I guess the only true happiness there is, is the happiness that comes from the people around you..." I whiped away the tears from my eyes once again.
"There are so many people in this world Luke, out of all people why'd you have to pick me? I'm the emo, I'm the cutter, the suicidal boy. Why'd you pick me?"
"You know earlier, a good friend of mine told me, that I should never let them take the light behind my eyes. I didn't really understand it until now. Gerard knows I used to selfharm and all that, and he told me that because he doesn't want to me give up the fight. Maybe it's a song? or something or he meant something else, I don't know."
"Why am I expecting a responce. I don't even know if you can hear me, you probably can't because you're asleep but yeah. I don't know, I guess I just really miss you and I miss talking to you even if I can't hear your voice."
"Luke, I'm so sorry I left. I didn't mean to. I will be here as long as I can. But, you should know I am now addicted to drugs and possibly cigarettes. I don't really think so, but I'll try and stop for you. Today I actually refused to take them and all that so I guess that's a start. I don't know, I'm just sad and I miss you so much."
"When you wake I won't be here. I'll probably be sticking some needle in my arm or smoking or something. I'll try and stop, but I just need to get the thought of you out of my head. I need to get over the face that I'm not your's."
I stood and kissed his forehead.
"I will be back, you won't see me but I'll see you. I'm so sorry, Lukey."
I stood and went over to the door. I turned and looked back at the sleeping boy. His arms were covered in scars and even words which I didn't want to read. I didn't know how he got all those scars but I was just hoping it was the reason there was glass all over the room where I found him.
"Just remember Luke, I love you."
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Sorry it's short,
Okay, I've come to the desicion that I will update only once a day. Unless each chapter get 5+ comments and 5+ votes, deal? I mean that shouldn't be too hard.
Oh, and It's gonna get happy soon. Don't worry, the next chapter will be the last before it's gets happy once again.
Please tell me if you want a song in here, really, I want as many chapters as I can get in this book and if you give me a song it'll be another chapter to the list.
Thanks!
-Zoe
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FanfictionApologizes will be made when the broken boy meets the perfect boy... ***Trigger warnings - self harm, suicide, and eating disorder***