Michael is a thief and Luke is a suicidal student.

Warning! Contains: self-harm, triggers and nudity.
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2nd of September 2018

He sighed as he took of his shirt and pants. He walked over to the bathroom mirror before looking at his body.

You're disguisting Hemmings!

Come here piggy piggy!

Luke hated the baby fat on his stomach. He grabbed it and prayed that it would turn into something usefull. He wished that people would just stop looking at the tall boy.

Luke looked at the glitter eye shadow he was wearing and the red gel nails. He thought his curly middle long hair suited him well. He thought it was pretty when he got it done, but other people didn't like it at all. Luke was insecure..

Get out the way fag!

I hope soon that make up will dissapear like you will!

Luke was gay, people didn't like it. Luke was a weak person and people took adventage of that. They'd let Luke make their homework and  projects, if he didn't they'd beat him up. They always cheated on a test and got straight A's because of Luke, who was sitting next to him. Luke was invinsible for teachers, but a target for students. They made him feel sick about himself, insecure and he hated himself. He hated the way he looked, he hated the way he dressed, he hated his make up and hated life.

Luke sat on the edge of his bathtub as he waited for it to fill up completely with hot water.

He went out the bathroom and to his bedroom which was connected to the bathroom.

He opened his nightstand drawer and took out painkillers. He then took out a water bottle from his backpack before walking back into his bathroom.

He grabbed a bottle of Vanilla sent. Which was his favourite smell. The smell reminded him of his child hood. He poured some into the bad.

If he was gonna kill himself he atleast wanted it to be good.

He opened the water bottle before throwing the  whole tube of painkillers down his throat. He took a big gulp of water and swallowed them all. He threw the empty tube next to the bath.

Luke connected his phone to his little speaker and slow music started playing.

Luke took of his boxers before stepping into his huge hot bath. He slowly sat down in it as the water came right below his chin. He layed back amd just stared at the ceiling.

It was a slow dying process.

He knew what would happen in his body when he swallowed those painkillers. Many things could happen and he didn't mind.

He closed his eyes and listened to the song.

"Pardon the way that i stare, there's nothing else to compare..the sight of you leaves me weak" Luke softly sang along as he relaxed.

"I wanna hold you so much, but if you feel like i feel

"please let me know that it's real, you're just to good to be true...can't take my eyes of off you"

Luke wondered what it would be like if there was an afterlife. Would they except him there?

His train of thoughts got cut of when Luke heard someone climb trough the bathroom window.

He had left that one open..

He watched as a tall guy with blonde hair and glasses came from the window with a duffel bag.

Luke didn't say anything as the guy went into Luke's room. How didn't the guy see him?

Luke heard him move quickly while putting Luke's stuff in his bag. The guy was stealing.

Luke sighed as he rested his arms on the edge of the tub as he watched the guy trough the door.

After a few minutes the blonde came back into the bathroom and started opening the cupboards in there. He took out several parfums and other expenses. The guy then touched Luke's Vanilla scent.

"Not that one please, you can take everything but leave that one here" Luke said and the guy tensed up as he turned around.

How could he be so blind and stupid!?

"Uhmm, yah know i'm taking stealing everything in your house?" The blonde guy said as he was confused on why Luke wasn't freaking out or had stepped out of the bath already.

"Yeah sure, make sure to close the door on your way out" Luke said as he layed down in the bath again and closed his eyes. He honestly couldn't care less. He wanted to die anyway.

Michael was confused, why would the curly haired guy let him be? Was this a test?

"Let me guess, your daddy is a cop and is somewhere in this house, waiting for me to come out? This is a trap isn't?" Michael asked.

Luke chuckled "you're creative, but no..my father lives all the way in Perth..he's a doctor" Luke said.

"Then why don't you freak out or call the cops blondie" Michael said as he thightened the grip on his duffel bag.

"Do you want me to turn you in?" Luke asked.

"No, i just..i'm confused on why you're not stopping me" Michael asked. He couldn't help himself and stared at the guy his body. He was breathtaking

"Your answer is laying on the ground" Luke said.

His..boxers?
Well if truly wanted that, he didn't mind.

"Alright, lets make it quick then" Michael said as he started to unbuckle his belt. Luke's eyes opened quickly.

"I don't want you to have sex with me idiot!" Luke said sitting up straight. He felt a pain in his stomach and kept a hold on the bathtub. He breathed out a little bit.

"Why you acting all weird?" Michael asked as he looked at Luke who was now breathing heavily.

Michael buckled his belt while looking at the floor again. He then saw a orange tube laying on the ground. It was missing a top part. He walked over and looked at the description that was written on it.

'Painkillers- Luke Robert Hemmings
Take 1 per 5 hours/only 6 a week
  Date given: 2nd of september 2018'

It then hit Michael. The curly head wanted to kill himself.

"Are you crazy! That can cause internal bleeding!" Michael yelled as he threw the tube to the side.

"That's exactly what i'm going for" Luke said as he coughed.

"You were given these meds today and you decided to swallow it all!" Michael yelled.

"Why do you care? Just take my stuff and leave!" Luke said sassy back.

Michael knew exactly why he cared. Just because he went thieving in big houses didn't mean he didn't completely miss his heart. He went thieving for helping his family. Seeing this pretty blonde wanting to kill himself made his heart ache.

"Throw up.." Michael said.

"What!?" Luke said not believing his ears.

"I'm not letting you die! Throw the meds up" Michael said.

"No!" Luke said as he scooted away from Michael. He was getting closer by the second.

"You will hate me for this, i'm sorry" Michael said before reaching out to Luke. Luke's eyes widened as Michael stepped into the bath and kept a hold of Luke.

"Stop!" Luke yelled as Michael only pulled him closer. "Let me go!" Luke yelled. Michael kept a hold of Luke's face. He sighed before opening Luke's mouth and grabbing Luke's fingers. "What are you doing!" Luke yelled as he tried moving away. He was to weak and Michael made him push his own fingers to the back of his throat. Luke started crying as all the meds left his body. Michael opened the shower tap above them before pulling out the bathtub plug so that the dirty water could flow away.

Luke felt hurt and disguisting, he wanted to die. Michael sat behind him and wrapped his arms around Luke. He was shaking so much and Michael felt bad that he'd done this. He had to do it anyway, he didn't want Luke to die.

Luke turned towards Michael in the bath tub. His shaky hands pressed against Michael's chest. "I hate you.." Luke said as he slapped Michael's chest.

"I hate you!" Luke yelled and cried harder while slapping harder. "Stop" Michael said in a serious tone. "I..I don't wanna be here anymore, why couldn't you just take all my stuff and leave, no you had to have my life too!" Luke said and slapped Michael one last them before letting himself fall into Michael's chest.

The two were both a mess as water was falling down on them. Both never knew they'd end up in Luke's bath tub. Michael sighed as he stroked Luke's hair softly. He watched as the curly head kept a hold of his shirt. He couldn't see his face because it was hidden in his chest, but he knew he stopped crying.

"You're so damn beautiful"

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Part 2??