shadows - lashton

Chapter 28

*Luke's P.O.V* (WHAT)

Darkness.

That was all I could see, hear, taste, feel. If I was doing any of them at all. The darkness swirled around me and swept me up like a hurricane, carrying me into emptiness as it decided my destiny. Although I knew that was already decided, I just had to wait to see what it was.

"Mine, mine, mine, mine," a voice chanted, that one word repeated until it became nothing more than a whisper.

The darkness owned me now.

Images and thoughts flashed in front of me, starting from some of my earliest memories. My sixth birthday, one of the best days of my life. The day I moved schools, one of the worst. I watched myself grow up before my very eyes, phsically and mentally, shaped by the people around me.

Then things started to get real. The first time I spoke to Ashton, after months of continuous staring and me crushing on him, no matter how hard I had tried to deny it. I saw us grow closer, building up to our first kiss in the hospital and him becoming my boyfriend. But the last thing to pop up was the last thing I could remember, me falling to the ground and everything going blank.

This was my entire life that I was seeing.

Did that mean I was dead?

I was dead, oh god I was dead. I'd let them down, I'd let Ashton down. He was going to die because of me, they were all going to die. Why was this happening? I had tried so hard to make everything work out right, but in a small matter of seconds it had fallen apart. And I didn't think I could fix all the pieces back together.

"Luke."

A voice. Just my imagination.

"Luke."

There it was again, but it sounded so real.

"Luke. You need to listen to me."

"W-what do you want?" I managed to make out, calling into the vast abyss of nothingness. Even if the voice was real, it was just my head and no one could hear.

"It's me, Victor Humberg. I lost my fight, I let the darkness take me, I'm sorry. Marcellus, he killed me, I was too weak to fight."

"Y-you're dead. No, no, no, you were meant to help me!"

"I am helping," he replied, it seemed so weird to actually hear his voice rather than words on a page. "I'm telling you now, you need to take the chance that I never got."

I was confused. Confused by the voice of a dead vampire that I wasn't even sure was real. "What d-do you mean? What chance?"

"Luke. It's time for you to wake up."

"W-hat happens if I-I dont?" I stuttered, not sure I actually wanted to hear the answer.

"I think you already know that. They're all gonna die, Luke. Alex, Jake, Calum, Michael. And Ashton."

"N-no, how do I -I wake up?"

"I'm afraid I can't help you with that. Good luck Luke."

"No!" I yelled, "please don't go! I need your help, how do I wake up? How do I save them all? I don't know what I'm supposed to do!"

But the response was silent, lost within the darkness of my mind.

How was I supposed to wake up? Break down the walls that trapped me in my head.

Ashton. I would do it for Ashton.

So that's what I did. I focused everything I had, every thought and memory, entirely on Ashton. The smallest movement, that was all I was looking for. Even that would be enough to tell Ashton that I wasn't going to leave him, and then I was part of the way there to waking up completely. I wasn't going to give up, I was going to keep fighting. Or so I hoped.

"I can't do it!" I yelled out again, "I'm not strong enough, I can't do it." I found myself sobbing, begging for a sign that everything was going to be okay.

And then it came.

I suddenly felt a warm, tingling feeling on my lips, a strange sensation that felt like it was from another world.

My eyes snapped open and I took a deep breath of fresh air as a figure pulled abrubtly away from me. Ashton. He had been kissing me, the kiss was all I needed to wake myself up.

Once again, Ashton had saved me from the darkness.

"Luke! You're okay! I thought I'd lost you, never ever leave me again okay?" He quickly rambled, but my mind wasn't quite yet in focus so every word sounded distant and fuzzy.

"Ashton," I choked through uneven breaths, "how many hav-"

"A lot," he answered simply as a painful expression spread across his face, and my eyes wandered to the hundreds, some council and some not, that lay dead on the ground.

"Luke it's not your fault."

I nodded, although I knew that he was wrong. This was my fault. Maybe it would have been better for me to pay the price with my life.

Ashton helped me to my feet, and I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out from the pounding headache.

He took my hands in his as our eyes met, and next thing I knew so did our lips.

"Let's do this. Together."

And then we ran.

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A/n: sooo

LUKE IS ALIVE I REPEAT LUKE IS ALIVE YAY

I was gonna kill him but I couldn't bring myself to do it so now I have to come up with a new ending why do I do this to myself

I've updated a lot recently but I'm hoping none of you are too frustrated by that, I'm just really excited to finally finish this story

Thank you and see you all next chapter :) xx