Circus → c.h

n i n e t e e n

//Calum//

Death;

I watched as Ashton fell down to his knees his hand grabbing onto his chest, as he cried and begged for help.

Faye ran over to Ashton's side as she took off her cardigan and laid it over his bleeding chest.

"I'm sorry, t-this is my fault." She cried

"Ashton I'm sorry." She said

"Don't close your eyes please don't go to sleep."

I couldn't stand seeing what was in front of me,

my dying best friend and the girl I had learned to love taking the blame for my actions.

Ashton's chest stopped rising and his eyes rolled back slightly.

Faye cried into his curly hair, one hand placed on his ceased heart.

Even though he had poisoned her she still tried her best to help him out, and that's what I admired about her.

Michael ran over to her and pulled her off of Ashton's cold body.

"Come on Faye, it's okay." He said as he guided her into their small house.

I ran to Ashton's side and placed my hand over the place that the bullet went through.

Ashton was definitely dead.

"I'm sorry." I whispered

"I was, I was just mad at you that's all."

"Wake up Ashton please."

"Please wake up."

But he didn't; he was gone.

I couldn't control myself I just had to shoot him, he could've killed Faye.

I picked up Ashton's lifeless body and carried it into a tent so I could wrap it up and bury him.

//Faye//

Ashton was dead, his eyes closed as he took his last breath.

And it was all my fault.

If I wouldn't have told Calum who tied me up in that closet then he wouldn't have shot Ashton.

I couldn't bare the thought of someone dying because of me.

I laid against Michael's chest, soft sobs were coming from both of us.

Soon Luke walked in his gaze on Michael and i.

He got into his bed without a word and went to sleep.

It was unlike Luke to not speak to us before bed, because he always wants to stir up some dorky conversation.

After Michael had fell asleep I decided to go out side and get some fresh air, even though it was four o'clock in the morning.

I had nothing better to do.

The cold wind blew through my hair as I stepped out.

I walked for a few minutes before noticing Calum sitting on his mini porch his head in his hands, and sobs were coming from his mouth.

"Calum?"

He lifted up his head, his eyes were puffy and his face was stained with tears.

I walked over to him, and took a seat.

"I'm mad at you Calum I really am."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay I know you were just trying to keep my safe, but you could've just talked to the boy." I sighed

"I k-know." He cried

As I looked over to a tent I noticed something; lights.

And If I'm not mistaken they looked like the ones that police cars have.

(Yikes)