One-Shots

Sunrise (Our Last Night): Lashton AU

Cat (owner 1)

“              Full of despair inside a darkness

                Self-conscious and scared, held prisoner of war

                Running out of air, buried in a sadness

                Want a way out of this paralyzing world

                And the sound of the cries when a family's loved one dies

                It echoes through a vacant room where a young soul still resides

                                                                                                                                               “

He was family. He was everything to me. But that was then, and this is now.

That one fucking call.

Sometimes I wish they hadn’t told me.

I wish they’d just left me at school, not knowing what fate lied ahead, but they didn’t.

I sat in the hospital hallway, for the rest of that day. I didn’t want to accept it. I couldn’t.

I stayed there, even after his family left. Holding his belongings that have been laid out for him, to distract him from the cold hard reality that was death.

The way they cried.

The way he took his last breaths.

The way silence fell in the room when his lifeless body lied there.

He was gone.

                                “I remember how he’d swing harry off the side of the stairs. Such a crazy kid, eh?” She smiled at the memory of her dying son. She was a strong woman, really. She stayed strong for Harry and Lauren. She stayed strong for Ashton, he wouldn’t want he to take this out on herself.

                                “Mom?” Harry’s voice was small. I could see how he felt. I knew how he felt, I feel the same way too. So small. So helpless. Like you can’t do anything about it. In reality, we are small. Even if Ashton is gone, what difference will that do to anyone else? Ashton’s small. I took his hand.

                                “Yes darling?” She looked at him with hopeful eyes.

                                “Is Ashton going to wake up anytime soon?” He wiped his eyes and sunk lower in his chair. He already knew the answer. We all did.

                                 She responded with a soft ‘I don’t know.’

                            Silence filled the room and we just stared at him. His breathing was ragged and loud, as if he were choking on the only bit of life left in his body. His eyes still open.

                                “Ashton respond to me.” Harry shook his arm lightly. “Are you in there?”

                                “Hun, leave him be.” She took Harry into her lap, slowly rocking him back and forth. I wanted to tell him I loved him, I wanted to talk to him alone. I know how selfish of me right? But just for one last time.