The Concert || Luke Hemmings

5 A Bad Turn

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They left late last night. We watched a few movies and I broke down a few times but they kept reassuring me and they ended up putting me to bed eventually.

Before they left they took all of Luke's stuff away so that I didn't have to go through the pain of separating it all. The house feels even more empty now. It's so quiet and now there's no instruments left either. All of his drawers are empty. The only thing they didn't take something from was the studio. I don't know what I'm going to do with it, I have no use for it. I'll just ignore it for now.

Maybe I should get out the house today, it might help me clear my mind. I'll just keep walking and see where I end up. Before I leave I check Twitter. What the fuck? Why is there pictures of Luke and that bitch he slept with all over?! There's pictures of them smiling and having a good time - cute couple photos. How the hell could he do that to me, get over me so quickly and get back with the one who caused all of this in the first place?!

I slam the front door shut and rush back into the house. The quick rush of anger turned to sadness. I don't know what's happening, I'm not in control of my actions. I'm going through the cutlery drawer looking for something but I'm not sure what.

I grab the sharpest knife I can find and stumble around the kitchen. I slide my back down the kitchen counter to a sitting position on the floor. The pain in my heart is the worst pain I think I've ever experienced in my life. All I can hear is myself crying. My cheeks are dripping with tears.

I hold my arm out in front of me with my hand clenched in a tight fist. I hover the knife above my arm and everything goes blurry. I can't think straight and I don't know what's happening. Then everything goes black.

I wake up lying on the sofa with a throbbing pain from my wrist. I bring it up to my eyes to see why when I remember what happened. There's a blood stained bandage wrapped around my arm. I don't remember bandaging myself up or getting on to the couch.

I groan as I try to sit up which causes Michael, Calum and Ashton to rush over to me. They all look so worried and it's clear that they've all been crying. Ashton is still crying.

"Take it easy, slowly." Michael says with his hand on my back helping me to sit up.

"What happened?" I ask with a shaky voice.

"We got here and you were lying in a pool of your own blood with a knife loosely grasped in your hand. You were so pale, we thought we'd lost you." Calum replies, tears welling in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. I just picked up the knife and then... I can't remember. I'd never done it before but I didn't even care if I died."

"I'm glad you didn't. Please don't ever do it again. And don't be sorry. When we found you Michael held you while me and Cal searched for bandages, we found some in the bathroom eventually. You were stone cold." Ashton breaks down in tears again.

"I'm so sorry you had to find me like this." I start crying too.

"Honestly it's okay. We're just glad that your alive. How are you feeling?" Michael asked me, with his hand still on my back.

"Better that I was earlier. How long have you guys been here?"

"About two hours. We cleaned up the kitchen and put you in different clothes. You're other clothes are in the wash." Calum replied

"Thank you. Would you mind maybe staying the night, just incase anything happens again?"

"Of course!" Michael replied with a comforting smile.

"I think one of us should go back with Luke just incase he does something like this." Calum said.

"I'll go back with him. You two stay here though, I'll call in the morning to see how things are. Luke wouldn't do anything though, he wouldn't do that to the fans, the tour's starting next week." Ashton kisses my forehead before he leaves.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"It's about 4pm." Michael replied.

"Is there anything you want us to do while we're here?" Calum asked.

"Of course not! I can still do everything myself." I get up off of the sofa. Calum and Michael both try to stop me but I'm too persistent. As soon as I stand up I collapse to the ground.

"You lost a lot of blood. I think it's best you just rest for a while. You'll still be feeling really faint. Do you want us to take you up to your bed?" Michael asked.

"Yes please. I think I'm just going to try sleep for a while."

"I think it's for the best." Michael picks me up and carries me up the stairs and lays me on my bed.

"Just shout us if you need anything, okay?" He says as he's leaving my room.

"Wait, would you mind maybe staying with me, just until I fall asleep."

"Sure thing." He smiles and sits on the chair of my dressing table, intently watching me as I drift off to sleep. It's nice to have someone there, watching over me.

- For anyone who might have been triggered by this chapter and didn't want to read it - she takes a bad turn when fans start posting pictures of Luke and the girl he cheated on her with all over Twitter. Michael, Calum and Ashton come over and find her in a really bad way and get really worried and realise that she needs someone to always be with her. -