☠TRIGGER WARNING SORRY☠
"Mikey?" Luke said softly as he knocked on Michael's, well Ashton's door.
the door was locked, and Luke was confused, he never locks the door.
"Michael open up, it's me."
Luke set his ear up to the door after about a minute of silence, hearing muffled sounds through the door, it sounded like little sniffles. Luke set his hand on the doorknob and wiggled it, he doesn't even know why he's trying, it's not gonna magically unlock.
"Michael open this door right now, or I will go get a knife and open it since it doesn't have a key hole," Luke said, his lips pursed afterwards, silently waiting for Michael to break and open the door.
"that's it," Luke said, beginning to walk away from the door when he hear the door unlock.
Luke slowly walked towards the door, opening it slightly to make sure Michael wasn't naked or anything. last time Luke walked in on Michael naked. . . it didn't turn out so well. Luke looked around the room, Michael wasn't in the bed, or hiding in the safe place in Ashton's closet, only place left to look is the bathroom.
Luke knocked on the door lightly, setting his forehead on the door, "are you okay baby?"
"Michael?" Luke whispered, turning the doorknob, surprised when it wasn't locked.
Luke gasped loudly and covered his mouth, all he saw was blood running down Michael's arms and shoulders. his arms were torn with cuts, and his eyelids were slowly closing. Luke didn't notice the drops of blood all over the floor.
"M-Michael," Luke said shaky, tears now streaming down his face, "why?"
Luke grabbed two towels that were hanging up on a rack, quickly wrapping them around Michael's arms. he was naked, only boxers fitted tight around his small pale waist and thighs. Luke could barely see, all the blood was making him sick, he almost threw up at the sight. but the sight of michael. . . his white hair had little spots of blood in it like Michael just tried to rip his hair out while blood on his hands.
Michael was just still, his dull green eyes watching Luke's every move, trying to stop the blood from escaping Michele's body. the towels weren't soaked, but the blood was bleeding through and it worried Michael.
"Michael stay here I-I gotta get my phone and call 911 okay? stay awake baby say awake p-please," Luke told Michael, trying to wipe the blood off his face.
Luke ran quickly, even tripping down the stairs a few times before he got his phone, which was now covered in the blood off of Luke's hands. Luke could see the blood on his grey muscle tank, how the blood covered the tattoos on his lower arms.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"my b-boyfriend he he's he hurt himself the blood won't stop he's falling asleep or s-something please help," Luke screamed into the phone.
"okay we're tracing your call, the ambulance will be there any minute okay love? calm down. everything is going to be fine."
Luke hung up the phone and ran back into the bathroom, "no Michael! Michael stay awake baby stay awake please! for me! M-Mikey. . ." Luke cried, all he could hear was sirens and see red and blue lights through the windows.
it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as two men lifted Michael onto a gurney, Luke following them into the ambulance.
"please let me come," Luke begged the men, they're eyes showed pity for Luke, their heads nodding.
