Mental Hospital ; luke hemmings

2.2 - luke

"L-Luke?" Emma whispered, her eyes filled with some unknown emotion.

"Yeah?"

"Cam-Cameron, what was she uh like?" she asked,

"She was beautiful, the most amazing, and kind girl you would ever meet. When I saw her I

knew there was something about her. We had this connection. We were in love, she made me feel whole. She always told me she loved me, no matter where we were, no matter what time. Just to make sure that I knew that she lived me. And she knew I loved her too. Bu-But she was depressed, and I guess she couldn't handle it anymore. She killed herself. by hanging herself... I still thought she was beautiful.." I trailed off, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Oh." she whispered before embracing me in a hug. 'Im sorry' I heard her voice in my head, I wonder if she did that on purpose. Suddenly I became angry, I didn't want her pity. i didn't need it.

"Don't you dare say you're sorry. I don't need your pity, I don't need it. You dont have a right to say that, you don't understand what its like." I spat, before turning on my heels and walking out of the cafeteria.

"Luke!" I could hear her shout my name, but I didn't turn around, I kept walking. Again I heard her voice in my head "I didnt mean it like that" The pain and hurt was evident in her voice, and it made my chest ache, but I couldn't go back. I would explode.

Once I got to my room, I grabbed the nearest thing, a photo of me and my mother. I threw it across the room, the glass shattering once it made contact with the wall. I don't know why I feel like this, all it was was two simple words to me, about Cameron. Cameron. I caused her death, I was the one who pushed her to far. I screamed in agony, wishing she would come back. Suddenly the pain was too hard to bear and I collapsed onto the floor, darkness taking over.

'Luke' I heard a small voice in my head, who sounded like Cameron. She appeared in front of me, in a white gown that made her beautiful dark brown hair shine. How is she here? Whats going on? Am I dead? 'Luke you need to listen to me. It wasn't your fault. It was mine. You didn't cause my death, I did. But I'm in a better place now. You need to realize that. I will always love you. But Emma can love you more, love you better than I could. Go to her, she needs you. Goodbye..... My love' she said stroking my cheek before starting to disappear.

'NO! Cameron dont leave!I need you! Please come back!' I screamed, 'Please..... I love you' I whispered falling to my knees. 'Go to her, she needs you' was all i heard before I woke up, gasping. Lying on my bedroom floor. It was all a dream..

'Go to her, she needs you' kept repeating over and over in my mind. 'She needs you'.

"She needs me" I whispered before standing up and running through my room door and down the hall, to her room. Knocking softly I tried to catch my breath. "E-Emma? Are you in there? Can we uhm talk? Please? Im sorry, I just, Im just, not used to people caring for me... Please just open the door so we can talk" I sighed leaning my head against the door frame and closing my eyes. I heard the door creak and i slowly open my eyes,

"Luke?" she whispered her eyes wide.

"Yeah?"

"You-You can come in if you want, so we can talk." she says moving out of the way so I can come in.

I walked in and fortunately Anna wasn't there. Emma sat on her own bed and I sat across from her on Anna's bed.

She smiled at me, showing off her pearly white smile. That was the one item Cameron didn't have. Her teeth weren't perfectly white and she two cricked teeth across from each other in the back. You would notice it when you say her, thinking her teeth were perfect, but once you have your tongue shoved back there then you would know.

I feel really bad for always comparing her to Cameron because she isn't. Emma is much thiner, sickening thin, and has blue eyes whereas Cameron's are brown. I barely even knowing anything about Emma so I decided to start asking important questions that I should know the answer to.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Orange."

"Favorite band?"

"My Chemical Romance."

"MCR really? I thought you could do better than that!"

"MCR happens to be a great life saving band for your information!" We both chuckled.

"Song?"

"In general Holding On To You by twenty one pilots but by MCR, either Mama or You Don't Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison."

"I like that song, by twenty one pilots. Cameron and I use to listen to them." She light smiled at me, not wanting to start talking about her again.

"We should date y'know." She suggested simply like it was nothing.

"Date?" I question, making sure I heard right.

"Yeah, I think we're good for each other. We don't necessarily have to be in a love relationship but we should just comfort each other like we're dating."

"Shouldn't I be the one asking?" I felt bad that it had to be this way.

"Well if you wanted to ask why don't you?" She replied with a smirk.

"Ok. Emma this has been just a peachy wonderful time having you here and I enjoy spending time with you and I want this to be a thing we do for a long time. Will you please be my girlfriend?" I nervously asked, scratching my neck as I asked.

"Of course I will!" Emma shouted with glee.

I stood up from the bed I sat on and picked her up spinning her around. This is going to be a great relationship and hopefully I can maintain it with her killing herself.

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"Do you guys ever go to school or anything?" Emma asked me as we sat outside of the hospital leaned up against the tree.

"Nah, we basically know all the stuff we need to. Get laid, get paid." I joked toward her and her face turns bright red.

"I'm just kidding! Yes we do, once your about a month into living here, they give these work book things and they check tem every week and you have a personal tutor who helps you every Monday."

"Well I've been here for like a week and a half and I have never seen you do homework."

"I know, I don't have to anymore, I've already graduated, since I'm 18."

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I didn't really know wher to end it so... Enjoy!

_S.Armstrong