#imagine.
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(triggering)
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"you promised me you would come to me if you needed help. why would you lie to me?"
"because I'm broken, and you can't fix broken. I'm sorry but I can't live like this anymore. I'm done."
"NO Y/N DONT PLEASE. YOU MEAN EVERYTHING TO ME IF I LOSE YOU THEN WHAT DO I HAVE TO LIVE FOR?"
"you're fans. your band members. your family and friends. I'm not that special you'll find someone new. I love you Luke Hemmings."
"you promised."
"sometimes bigger promises are meant to be broken. that's what I do, I make promises that I can't keep."
"but-t you can't leave me."
"I have to leave this world. It's not my home anymore."
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seven months
and fourteen days since she left me.
she couldn't stay here because it wasn't her home?
what does that even mean?
i loved her.
she lied to me.
she broke promises.
she left me.
why?
why is everyone leaving me?
what is wrong with me?
am I not good enough for this world as well?
should it of been me to leave and not her?
we're both broken, she just didn't know I was because she helped me get better.
she was my medication to happiness.
without her I'm just a sad, depressed boy who sings in a band.
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looking at her grave.
the little line in between the two dates is her whole life.
apparently a sad life at that.
she never got to travel the whole world with me.
we never got married.
never had them three kids we wanted.
she's gone.
I'm gone.
the dreams of ever being happy are gone.
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the bathroom mirror.
shows a reflection of a boy who doesn't even look like me.
and I see me, I don't like what I see.
he's fat.
ugly.
scars on the arms and legs.
he isn't luke hemmings everyone thinks of.
he is luke hemmings. the real deal.
how can someone love this?
I know I don't.
I take the blade and hold it to my wrist.
one cut
for Y/N
two cut
for family
three cut
for my band mates
four cuts
for my ugly self
five cuts
woah, is the room suppose to spin?
six cuts
my legs feel weak.
seven cuts
I hit the floor
eight cuts
should do one more
nine cuts
how about ten?
ten cuts
this is the end.
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white light.
getting brighter.
i walk towards it.
but it disappears.
beep beep beep
beep beep
beep
make it stop.
beep beep
beep
no, I want to die.
beep
I didn't want to be saved, I wanted to be with Y/N.
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"luke it's okay. you're going to be okay."
"no, I wanted to die."
"why?"
"because Y/N isn't here to help me through the night."
"she is always with you."
"not physically"
"I need her"
"you think you do."
"I know I do"
"stop please."
"no, I want to die, I don't want to live anymore don't you understand."
"I do, but you are needed here. That's why you didn't die. It's not your time."
"I'm never needed. Please leave."
"I'm sorry I'm the problem." I whispered to myself.
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pills.
quick and easy.
painless
emptied the pills in my hand.
I'll be with you soon Y/N.
my hands goes up to my mouth, and each pill falls into my mouth.
counting the minutes.
one minute
getting sleepier
two minute
time almost here
three minute
any day now.
four minutes
just about time.
five minutes
my eyes are closed.
six minutes
I feel myself gone.
seven minutes
white light is back.
eight minutes
I walk towards it.
nine minutes
I'm almost in.
ten minutes
I see her face again.
eleven minutes
I'm finally happy
seeing her face and no more pain.
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now I'm happy.
happy being away from all my problems and pain.
happy I can see Y/N again.
and happy because I can protect the people that tried to protect me.
not all endings have a happy ending, but once you find your happy ending, make sure you make it count.
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luke hemmings imagines
Fanfictionjust a place to keep all the imagines I have written in the past. they may be shit. they may be good. Idk anymore. I hope you enjoy them. © smilsnarry. all rights are reserved.
