Stage Lover - Muke

12 - Busy Blue Plasters

Luke

I've been running all around the theater all day, this is what you could call "A busy day" One of those days when you can't rest or you will loose track of everything

I found a moment to check my stuff and you know, get away of all that TheShowIsNear excitement, when I heard a door closing behind me. I turned around and saw the brown eyes I hated so much staring back at me

"What are you doing here?" I asked bitterly

"Hey Luke" Calum spoke "I've heard you met Ashton, my boyfriend"

"So?" I raised an eyebrow

"I'd appreciate if you stay away from him" He stated, how he dare after all the things he has done to come and just exige something like that

"Says the guy who hit on my boyfriend and tried to rape me" I took my bag in anger and proceed to leave the place

"Don't say I didn't warn you Luke" Was the last thing he said before I disappeared in the corridors. I wanted to scream or punch something, how can someone be so dark inside? Does Ashton even know the things he did to me? I bet Calum's tricking him, well I won't let that happen anymore

I stopped in my tracks and placed my bag on one of the stair's steps, I registered it for my phone and quickly dialed Ashton's number, who answered after 3 rings

"Hello, Ash?" I said on the phone

"Yeah, What's up Luke?!"

"Hey, I was calling because I need to tell you something, but it has to be in person, do you think-"

"It's Thursday ok?" He said, never loosing his enthusiastic personality

"Sure, Thursday's fine, see ya"

"Bye Luke"

The phone call ended and I shoved my phone again in my bag, and I was about to step down when I felt two hands pushing me and making me fall down the stairs, it hurted, a lot, like being beaten by a hord of hippopotamus, then something hit my head and it stopped hurting, it stopped everything, all that I could see was black and the silhouette of whoever was the cause of this staring at me from above

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I woke up in a white room, my mouth filled of that disgusting taste of blood, my head beating in pain and a needle going through my arm and injecting some IV liquid

My eyes ran to the half asleep purple haired boy sitting next to my bed, well my hospital bed, what am I doing here? Then it hit me, I was pushed, someone did this to me...

Michael woke up to the sound of my heart machine going faster "Baby" He breathed, his eyes puffy and dried tears rolling down his cheeks "I was so scared, I thought you were.. I thought you were dead, please don't die, I don't know what I would do if you died"

His voice sounded raspy and desperate, and he held my hand like if he never wanted to let it go "M-Mikey.." I managed to say but could make anything else to come out

"Shh, it's ok, don't speak, I love you" That's when I noticed the blue plaster around my left leg and my eyes watered almost immediately "It's ok Lukey, you're still my ballerina, nothing has changed"

Michael kept trying to confort me but I was dying inside, a broken leg only means the end of what keeps me alive, I won't be able to dance...

*Author Note*

4:23 am my mom just woke up and I can't sleep.. yayyy?

I want a Taylor York

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