*calumpov*
•flashback•It was about one am when there was a banging at my door.
I tiredly crawled out of bed and pulled on some sweats.
As I got downstairs Michael was frantically looking around downstairs.
"Michael?" I asked and nervously crossed my arms.
He paused and looked up a me with teary eyes. Letting out a sob as he collapsed.
I ran up to his side, "what's wrong?!" I wrapped my arms around him as he fisted my t shirt crying.
After a minute or so of him crying he stopped and sniffled looking at me. "She.. she's dead- I left a number here the other day! -I, I need the number-"
My eyes widened "who died?!"
He paused and bit his lip. "my mom"
"Karen?!" I yelled. "How did she die?!"
"Cancer"
"How long had she had it?!"
"A year. I thought she would be fine! Calum I thought she would! but, I got home today and she started crying and fisting her heart- she said call the number! Calum the numbers here!" He was now choking on his sobs.
I felt a tear slip my eye. Karen was like my second mom. she was always caring and thought about others.
"It's not your fault Mikey" I cooed.
He started to laugh. scared me a bit. "But it is" he wiped is tears. "if I wasn't a fuck up and forgot then my mom would be blowing my phone telling me to come home! but no she's in a hospital bed as they struggle to bring her back!" He yells.
I frowned. "Who are you going to stay with?"
He shrugged. "there going to put me in a foster home until I turn 18 in a few months"
"Couldn't you like. Live with Ash?"
"Possibly" Michael started to cry again. "I miss her"
I pulled him in for a hug and rubbed his back as he poured out of his heart.
"I want to die!"
I gasped. "Michael don't say that!"
"No one will ever love me"
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Punk Rock, Babe 》 clifford *Book One* (EDITING)
Fanfiction❝Why are you all dressed like that?❞ ❝Punk rock, babe❞ Copyright © 2014 papimalik COVER CREDIT: authorssoul Nov. 25 2014- Dec. 23 2014 Warnings: This story could contain a character death, strong language/cussing is throughout the story. Eating d...