Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man In A Zombie Apocalypse. Entries 757 to 956

Entry 923: Sunday 7th April 2019

Entry 923
Sunday 7th April 2019

I've discharged myself from hospital. I shouldn't have done but the sh*t has hit the fan and right now I'm really panicking.

The drama started when Mum and Roz came to see me in the hospital. They arrived alone, without Leo and with serious and concerning looks on their faces. "Oh, for God's sake," I snapped, rolling my eyes, "You've not brought Leo, again have you? Jesus Christ, what's wrong with you? I just want to see my son." Roz walked up to the hospital bed and looked incredibly serious as Mum paced up and down in the background looking worried. "Luke," said Roz in a stern tone, "I'm sorry but I have some bad news." "Bad news?" I said, frowning with confusion, "What is it? Oh, God, it's not Leo is it? He's OK, isn't he?" "Well, yeah, he's probably fine," said Roz. "PROBABLY!?" I loudly exclaimed, "What the Hell do you mean probably? What's probably mean? Don't you know where he is?" "No," said Roz, "I'm sorry but we don't know where he is." "You don't know where he is!?" I snapped, "You're supposed to be looking after him. What do you mean you don't know where he is!? What's happened?" "Kyle's taken him," said Roz. "What do you mean Kyle's taken him?" I asked. "We told Kyle that you were out of the coma," said Roz, "And then the next thing we knew he'd disappeared. He packed a few things, left us a note and took Leo." "What do you mean he took Leo!?" I loudly exclaimed, "Took him, where!?" "Oh sausage, we don't know," said Mum as she approached the bed sounding fearful, "We just don't know. We just went into his room and saw this note." Mum handed me the note. "Dear Roz, Lynn, Ash and Richard," I said, as I read from the piece of paper, "Because Luke is out of his coma he is going to come after me and want Leo back. I need to stay away from Luke. I can't let him take my little brother away from me and I can't let him come after me so I am leaving. I have taken Leo and I am going to look after him. I'm sorry I nearly hurt Leo. I didn't mean to. I didn't know he was there. I will look after him from now on. You'll never see me again. Thanks for everything. Roz, thanks for being a great Mum and making my Mum happy. See ya. Kyle." I looked up at Mum and Roz with my mouth wide open and in a state of absolute shock. "See ya!?" I snapped, "F*cking see ya! I'll give him see ya. He's kidnapped my son!" "Luke, just calm down," said Roz, "We've told Blade. He's got soldiers out looking for them as we speak. Even Ash and Richard are out looking. It's not exactly kidnapping." "What the f*ck are you talking about?" I snapped, "This is literal kidnapping. It's not a note saying 'I've gone out for a walk', it's a note saying 'I can't let Luke come after me and take my little brother away from me. He has kidnaped my son!" "Luke, Kyle is your son too," said Roz. "He's also the person who f*cking ran me over," I snapped. "Yeah, well we figured that out," said Roz. "Maybe now you can take off your f*cking rose tinted glasses," I snapped, "Walking around thinking Kyle is perfect. He runs me over and then kidnaps Leo. Really perfect!" "Well you haven't exactly been perfect, Luke," said Roz, "Kyle's a kid, remember?" "How can I forget?" I snapped, "You tell me every five minutes. Him being a teenager can't be used to excuse all this sh*t. He runs me over, clearly hoping to finish me off, almost killing Leo in the process and then when I pull through, he sh*ts himself and legs it with Leo. That's it. This all needs sorting out." I started to get out of the hospital bed. I was still in a certain amount of pain so I had to move carefully. "Sausage, what are you doing?" asked Mum. "I'm getting out of here," I said. "No, sausage" said Mum, "You need to rest. The Doctors said." "I don't care what the Doctors said," I firmly said, as I grabbed my clothes out of the locker and started to get dressed, "I can't just sit here and do nothing whilst my son is missing." "Which one?" asked Mum. "Leo!" I snapped. "Oh, so you don't care about Kyle?" snapped Roz. "Oh, will you f*ck off!?" I loudly snapped at Roz, "He runs me over and kidnaps my son and you expect me to have sympathy for him? You're off your head." "Luke, he hasn't kidnapped him," said Roz. "YES, HE HAS!" I loudly said, "Open your f*cking eyes, Roz!" "Luke, just calm down," said Roz, "Stop moving about so fast. You're getting over being hit by a car." "Oh, am I?" I sarcastically gasped, "Is that what I'm doing in here? I thought I was having my tonsils out? Yes, I f*cking know I'm getting over being hit by a car; a car that your bl**dy step-son was driving whilst I was stood with Leo in his pushchair!" "Kyle is YOUR son too," snapped Roz, "And he didn't know you were with Leo. He says that in the letter, and you said yourself you were stood with your back to the jeep." "Oh, so that's OK then is it?" I snapped. "No, that's not what I mean," said Roz, "Luke, wherever Kyle is he's not going to hurt Leo. He loves him. He's his little brother. You know he'd never hurt him." "Yeah OK," I said, "Fair enough but he's a fifteen-year-old kid. He can't live in isolation and look after a toddler on his own. Besides, I'd quite like to see Leo again, and I'd certainly like to have a few words with Kyle."