Jokes // m.c

Hospital.

Rebecca's POV:

I wonder what Ashton was about to say. "Mckenna do you mind grabbing a blanket from the closet and the clipboard by hanging from the end of the bed.?" I say as I shift Ashton's body in a comfortable position. A few seconds past and I already have the blanket and clipboard in hand. I lay the blanket across the the bed and cover up Ashton. I check off the vaccines and medication that Ashton took and set the clipboard. Wow, I can't believe its only been a couple of days, almost becoming a week and I act like I have been here for years, like if I was a professional. I sigh and walk out Ashton's room with Mckenna. I slowly close the door and begin to walk down the hall, and downstairs to where Calum and Michael wait. 

We make it to the hospital, the parking lot surprisingly empty. Usually it would be filled with people, but it isn't. We walk in, everything different from outside. Nurses and doctors rushing dying and wounded people. Hospitals weren't really anything to me, but now its a depressing hell. I will never forget the endless times I came to the hospital for my mom. Cancer can be a curse, and every curse always ends bad. I was always coming with my mom and not my dad. I would always wait and talk to her for the chemo to end. Also not to mention, the times I literally lived here. Of course the cancer got away, but always seemed to be coming back, also the endless times my dad used to beat her. Nothing was really fine. But Michael was always by my side. He practically was my "husband". He would come over and he would help me a lot with cooking and studying. He would sometimes come to chemo with us, brightening up the mood. Until that day we both never expected. It was really strange, the chemo was beginning to help and she was going home the next couple of days. I just walked in to tell her happy birthday with a cupcake and a photo album, Michael with a balloon and teddy bear. She wasn't in her bed. 

"They might have moved her to a new room, or she might be in chemo."  Michael said.

"Yeah, maybe you're right." I said.

Right when we walked out the nurse that we became friends with has a clipboard, a box, and letter. She had a sad expression on her face, bringing tears in my eyes. I knew for sure she was dead. Since that day I have never opened the box and letter, and I brought them with me. I am not sure if Michael still has my backpack, but I know I have those special things for me inside. 

"Becca are you okay.?" Mckenna asks waking me from my thoughts. "Ohh, yeah." I say. We walk in Luke's room and notice a bunch of machines hooked to him. "Any news.?" I ask the doctor who was right by my side. "Well, he is breathing normally, his status is the same, but nothing has happened." he says with a sigh. "Thanks for the info." I tell him. He walks out making the room silent. "So who is he.?" Mckenna asks. "Ohh, he is Luke. You are sort of his substitute for now, he tried-" I say until Michael interrupted. "He got in a horrible accident, case closed." he says. "You don't have to be a dick about it." I mumble. "Calum, Mckenna do you mind stepping out of the room for a minute.?" Michael says looking straight at me. They walk out quickly and close the door. "Michael I-" I begin to say. "Rebecca. I know you are still pissed off since that particular day, and about being in the hospital once again, but please let Mckenna find out about this shit on her own." he says quite rudely. "I am not pissed off, I completely got over it. Also, no I want to help her so she doesn't have to go through shit like I did when you fucking kidnapped me." I say raising my voice. "Fine do whatever the fuck you want, I don't care anymore." he says running his fingers through his green hair. "Why are you being such a dick.? Remember when we were friends.? You wouldn't even say these things to me. What the hell has gotten into you.?" I say. "You know you really don't need to get into my life again. And of course, it has only been possibly almost a year, I would never forget about the only friend I had." he says. "Everything changed. I just didn't want to hide anymore, I killed innocent people for my own entertainment. Then of course I began to kidnap people. Not to mention I kidnapped your own ex-boyfriend." he says with a crooked smile forming on his lips. "You fucking freak." I spit. I know that word pisses him off, and I am afraid he will kill me when we get back. "You know, for a fact I am not a freak. I grew up with you and was always there for you. I helped you through all that shit." he says. "Well, you weren't there for me when my mom died.!!" I scream. "All the shit I had to put up with from my mom's death and my dad beating me." I say. I can feel my cheeks wet. "You were the one who stopped seeing me." he says as I can see him wiping his cheeks, he is also crying. "It wasn't me. It was my dad." I sigh. 

Luke's POV:

I can hear Michael and Rebecca fighting, but don't seem to be paying attention. "Of course, your dad." I hear Michael say. "He never let me do anything after my mom's death. I swear, I called a few times, but no one answered." Rebecca says. "Now that was my fault, but also yours. You never talked to me again in school." he says. "Because I couldn't. He was always watching me." Rebecca says as she begins to sob. She has been through so much, and I am with her, but can't do anything. I am worthless. I need to move. I try, but can't I feel like weight is pulling me down. All I see is darkness really. This sucks. Everything sucks.

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here is an update for you. i am sorry for not updating even though its christmas break. i just have things to do. all the time. i am also falling back into depression and have been stressing out. 

anyways enjoy this pic. hope you liked this chapter.

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