Haunting

Haunting

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“Please, Calum, please!” she pleads. Her voice is trying to stay calm, trying to talk him out of it. “Calum, you don’t have to do this. Please, Calum.” He picks up the knife. She starts to scream as Calum approaches. “Listen to me. Put the knife down Calum. Please, Cal –“ The phone rings and Calum picks up the phone in his blood soaked hands. He doesn’t say hello. “Calum? You there? Are you and Bridge coming over soon?” Luke’s voice sounds distant on the phone. “Calum?” Luke asks again. Suddenly everything comes into focus for Calum. He looks at the floor surrounding him; blood spatters surround him. “Calum? Are you there?” Luke asks for the third time. The phone crashes to the ground. “She told me to do it,” Cal says before shaking his head and coming back to reality. He looks at the blood surrounding him to where the trail of blood leads. “Bridgette!” he cries running over to her. “Calum? Calum? Are you there? What’s wrong? Taylor and I are coming over,” Luke’s tinny voice says from the phone on the floor. There’s a pause and the dial tone rings out.
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Completed ✔︎ (UNEDITED) "I'm Ashton," he spoke up with a slight tremble in his voice, trying to keep his emotions at the bay. "I'm Calum," he continued, his lower lip trembling, as he bit on it and walked over to where Ash was, interlinking their fingers together. "Michael," he whimpered, not being able to speak more than a word at a time. His eyes watered but he tried so hard to blink back his tears and joined Cal, holding his hand. "And I'm Luke," I mimicked Mikey and walked over to where all three of them stood, and without my consent, I let the tears fall. I clutched on to Mikey's hand for dear life as if he would disappear any second. "And we were 5 Seconds of Summer," we spoke up and bowed in unison, our last concert coming to a final end. Although, on the inside, I couldn't help but think this isn't the way it's supposed to be. + + + + + But what happens next is unexpected. On the way home, Luke gets in a car accident and the flames swallow him and his screams as a whole. What is left behind are his mere ashes. But when he wakes up, he's a ghost now and his dreams are on fire.

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