Drummer boy [5sos]

Chapter 8

"Ashton, wake up" I was shaken awake by my mum. my mum was sitting there crying and there was a doctor standing in front of us.

"What's going on?" I say in a panic not wanting them to say what I think their going to say.

"Your brother experienced a bad head trauma and" I stopped him from going on.

"Just tell me if he's okay!" I shout and my mum starts crying more.

"I'm sorry, your brother didn't make it..." he went on talking but I just blocked him out. He was gone. I had no brother. that can't be true. I want my brother.

I get up and walk out of the room and I heard my mums sobs grow louder. "Ashton! where are you going!" She yells out.

"School!"

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It couldn't be true. he was there and now he's not? how does that just happen? How do you have a brother then not have a brother?

It hadn't sunk in yet. I couldn't face that it yet. I walked through the school doors and I catch people's eyes that. Are facing me. probably because I'm not in uniform and I look like a mess. I try to ignore the stares and make my way to my locker .

"Looks like ashys all alone" I hear someone say and I turn around. he pushes me up against the lockers "not so tuff without your little possy are you"

I was not in the mood for this. I was not going to deal with this! I released my arm from his grip punching him in the face. He seem a bit shocked but quickly recovers as a couple of his mates hold me as he hits me over and over and over. after a while I just feel numb.

the teachers pull them off of me and I fall to the ground.

Things seem blurry and I feel the blood trickling down my face. I stand up and run, I just run not knowing where I'm gonna go or anything. I just run.

I stop in front of my now burnt home and I walk through the rubble. I can't handle this. I notice a shiny piece of metal that I once kept under my bed. I bent down and held it in my hand.

Maybe I just didn't belong and the world was trying to tell me that by taking away everything.

My home, my brother, gone. right now as I hold this knife in my hand it becomes clear.

I slide the blade across my arm intentionally running over my main vein. I didn't belong here. the people at school didn't want me here.

The blood kept coming and it wouldn't stop. Why did I of this again? My mum had just lost one son! Why do I have second thoughts now? I start to putting pressure against my arm but it wouldn't stop. I try to get up but I feel weak and I just end up on the ground again.

I lay there motionless. it was done, no going back. maybe it was for the better. I just wish I said goodbye to the guys and I hope so badly that I am able to see my brother again.

My thoughts are interrupted by footsteps running towards me. more than one person. "Ashton!" Was that Luke? What were they doing here? my eyes began to shut. I couldn't stay awake any longer.