dear ashton,
luke screamed at me,
in front of everyone.
he yelled and cried,
crouching on the wet pavement beside our crashed car.
he punched the ground
he swore
he cursed me.
the police had to restrain him.
luke yelled my name,
repeating no over and over again.
but why?
i was standing right next to him.
do you hate me, ashton?
you never used to.
i'm sorry for whatever i did.
but please,
i want luke to look at me like he used to.
help me for old times sake, ash?
sincerely,
michael.
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Short Storyin which michael sends letters to his ex best friend about his seemingly troubled boyfriend luke. [© all rights reserved - lowercase intended]