Sorry •Muke•

Chapter 26 - Oh, Catastrophe

IF YOU CAN PLEASE WATCH THE VIDEO. WHEN YOU WATCH IT PICTURE LUKE AS WHERE THE BOY IS. ONLY INSTEAD OF SITTING IN AN ARMCHAIR PICTURE HIM AS IT READS IN THE STORY. ALSO, YOU DON'T NEED TO WATCH THE PART AFTER THE SONG STOPS, THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE STORY BUT YOU CAN IF YOU WANT.

Does anyone actually watch the videos/listen to the songs?

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"Good morning." Derek said to me as I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Drugs were sitll laid around everywhere along with a bunch of empty bottles and syringes. It was just like usual.

"Good morning."

His eyes then met mine and he let out a laugh.

"What?" I asked, running a hand through my messy hair.

"Your eyes are bloodshot again." He told me as I slummped back onto the couch and grabbed a cigarrette off the table. I lit it and then started to smoke. It didn't seem addicting to me, it just seemed like something to do. Same with drugs, I didn't feel the need to go and take some, I guess I didn't get addicted to things very easily, no matter what it was. Though, it wouldn't stop me from doing them.

"Hey, do you have any hair dye?"

"No, but Tay does. Want to go redo your hair? I mean it's already black and white. Kinda reminds me of a skunk, just backwards." He questioned.

"Yeah, I want to get red put in it. To go along with the black." 

"Okay, I'll call her up."

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I was now sat at Taylor's house. Derek said he needed to go and pick up more cigarrettes so he'd meet me back out the house. Thankfully the walk wasn't very long.

"I'm assuming your natural hair colour isn't black." She said as she mixed in the red dye.

"No, I'm actually a nautral blond." I said, she then started adding in the foil and  when she finished she came over and sat down on desk in front of me. I noticed how she sat with her legs open and she pulled her shirt down. Shit.

"So, Mikey." No, no one was allowed to call me that but Luke.

"After your hair is done do you wanna go up to the bedroom?" She asked, biting her lip. It wasn't pierced like Luke's was, and his lips were as hot as fuck.

"Sorry, I'm gay." I stated. The timer then went off for my hair. She came over and started taking out the foil. She then dragged to me the bathroom and ran my freshly dyed hair under the fauset, which wasn't a very comfortable possition.

"Maybe I could change your mind." She said into my ear and she finished rincing out my hair.

Suddenly she pressed her dirty lips to mine.  The taste of smoke and lipstick wasn't plesant. At all, it was actually really bad and tasted like a mix between oil and get crayons, which didn't taste good at all.

I shoved her off of me before walking towards the door. She then started to yell from behind me.

"Just remember Michael, Luke will never come back! He doesn't love you! I do! I'll love you!" 

I turned and started to speak, "You are just a silly little prostitute, so get those fake boobs and God awful tan away from me, you don't know anything about me dear, I'll fuck up your life so bad you won't even see it coming."

I turned turned and left. I walked back to Derek's feeling a bit proud of myself. I ran my fingers through my damp hair and didn't see any red meaning that the dye had stuck pretty well. Only, that's when I came across Luke's house.