Luke.
I sat waiting for the doctors to hurry up with Michael to tell me of he's okay.
The doctors had me waiting for hours to figure out if he is okay or not.
After waiting for about six to seven hours, the finally came in with the results.
I was devestated.
Michael is paralyzed.
Waist down.
His legs quit on him 2 years ago and so they won't work any longer unless a miracle happens.
When home is at there alone.
Michael can't come home for awhile.
Maybe three or four weeks.
I just sat looking over at my arm.
Scars traced up and down.
Honestly I'm not sure what Michael was dreaming the whole time while in a coma, but I guess it was realistic.
Sitting alone without Michael to cuddle, I wish we had a kitten or something like that, maybe I should get him one for a welcome-home present.
I miss holding Michael.
I really do.
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Notes •muke•
FanfictionMichael Clifford is insanely in love with his boyfriend, Luke Hemmings, they are both socially and mentally depressed. They face problems in the end.
