Don't forget who you are//Cake {Some parts have Muke, Mashton, Malum}

Twenty-Seven

× Michaels POV ×

"What happened?" The police officer asked me and Luke as we sat down on the couch. I looked over at Luke and saw that he was still crying, he was also mumbling something to himself.

I sighed and looked back at the officer. "I wasn't in the room when it happened, but all I remember is running upstairs a few minutes before and seeing Luke, standing there, holding a gun to his head." The officer squinted. "Whose head?"

I looked back over at Luke. He closed his eyes a let out a deep breathe. "Luke's head, sir." I said quietly. The officer shook his head. "So this was about to turn into a suicide?" He asked. Lukes breathing was getting harder and louder.

"Yes, sir." I said quietly.

The officer looked over to Luke. "How did your friend-" "Calum." Luke interrupted the officer. The officer shook his head. "How did Calum end up getting shot?"

Luke opened his eyes and looked at the officer. "It's all my fault." He said quietly. "Luke, you are going to have to stay with me and answer these questions. Calum is really hurt, and we need to know what happened."

Luke shook his head. "I was about to pull the trigger," he started crying even more. "But, Calum ran to me, and grabbed my arm." He wiped his eyes. I shook my head and closed my eyes. How could this happen?

"And I pulled the trigger," the officer gave Luke a hug. "Son, why would you want to take your own life?" Luke shook his head.

He pushed the officer, gently, off of him, and stood up to run to the bathroom.

I got up and followed after him. "Luke! Wait." I yelled. He stopped and turned. "What!? What the fuck do you want now?" He asked. To tell me I'm worthless? Huh?"

I shook my head. "No, Luke. I'm sorry."

"Yeah sure, you know what? You did this! If you didn't tell me anything, anything at all! Then I wouldn't have had that gun to my head, or worse, Calum wouldn't have been shot!"

I laughed a little. "I'm trying to apologize to you. But you just think I'm the big bad wolf here. It was your choice to try and take your life! Okay? So, don't you blame this on me!" I yelled back.

"You had to believe everything I fucking said." I said quietly.

Luke let out a long and heavy sigh. "I can't deal with you right now, Michael!" He yelled. The officer came around the corner and looked at us.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop it, both of you." He yelled. I looked at Luke.

"I fucking hate you Michael Clifford." He said as kicked me in the balls. I fell to the floor, in pain, of course.I looked up and saw the officer grab Luke. I was soon being lifted up by the officer.

A few Minutes later, Luke and I were back on the couch and talking to the officer.

As Luke was talking about everything, I looked over at him and laughed.

"You know what?" I said, a bit too loudly, and that got Luke and the officers attention. I smiled. "You, are just a confused little boy, who has to fuck everything up." I yelled and left the room.