Brother In Arms (Luke Hemmings & Calum Hood)

Chapter 1

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Also, this is a work of fiction. Meaning that this is not based on a true story. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental.

You might wanna listen to 'Without a Word' by Birdy or 'Human' by Christina Perri while reading to this chapter

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Her coffin sank lower and lower into the ground. I stared blankly at it. Michael held me back and wouldn't let me move. I heard Calum's sigh and I heard him cry.  My mother and father sobbed as they said goodbye to their little girl. I fell to my knees and threw my face into my hands. I felt Ashton bend down beside me and mumble some words that were apparently meant to comfort me. I felt the rain soak my hair as I pulled at it. I screamed at the top of my lungs while I crawled towards her grave. My mother rushed by my side.

"Luke, I know its hard sweetheart," she said in between sobs. "But she's not coming back."

"That's my baby sister, mom !" I shouted.

"I know, honey. And she's in a better place now."

"Mom, no! She has to come back, mom! Out of all people, why did this have to happen to her?!"

I jerked awake, wiping the sweat off my forehead. Breathing heavily, I looked around and realized that I had been dreaming once again. Its been almost a year since Shae's death and I still keep having nightmares about the day I had bury my little sister. Shae was a really cool sister to be honest. She'd take the blame for me when I got in trouble at school or at home. She'd help me with my music. She was literally perfect: good grades, got along with everyone, planned on going to med school to become a doctor. And frankly it made me a little jealous sometimes, cause she was always mom  and dad's favorite. And could you blame them?

I knew that when I joined a band, I'd have to comprise on a lot of things and I thought it would be the hardest thing to do. But I was mistaken. January 25th was the hardest day of life. Saying goodbye to my only sister was the toughest thing ever. I don't really like to talk about it a lot to my parents. I'm staying strong for them.

I lazily grabbed my phone from under my pillow and got out of bed. I yawned as I checked the time.

4:45 AM.

Sleep is overrated anyway.

I dragged my lazy ass to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I gulped down the water, I noticed that my mother had already put up the Christmas tree and decorated it. I put the glass down and walked over to the shelves near the tree. I took a gift wrapped Beatles CD off it and put it under the tree

"Merry Christmas, Shae," I whispered.

I tried to get some sleep before I had to go to work. FYI, I'm in a band, 5 seconds of summer. We kinda suck.

On the way to my room I stopped before Shae's room, which had been unopened for about a year.

Do it .

I shouldn't.

You must.

I can't.

You can.

The voice inside my head got the better of me and I did as it told me. The minute I stepped in her room, I felt overwhelmed. I saw the pictures on her walls of her and her friends. Grief washed over me when I saw a picture of our entire family. Shae was always the one that brought us together. Holding the tears back, I kept looking around when an open drawer caught my eye. I sat in front of her bed and pulled out the four  boxes that were in it. I opened it and found an endless amount of pictures taken from her Polaroid and pages torn out of her diary. But something was a bit strange. She had a shit load of pictures with Calum. I knew that her and Calum were really close but still. Ninety five percent of the pictures were of her and Calum. But I ignored it. I began reading the pages that were torn.

And what I read, didn't sound like my bubbly little sister at all.