"hi michael." calum whispered, sitting down in front of his grave.

"luke just joined you. he passed at 7:00 o'clock sharp this morning. it's july 31. just ten days after you passed." he whispered, wiping tears from his cheeks and running his finger through his messy hair.

"he texted me. saying goodbye. i couldn't get there fast enough. i saw him, cuddled into his blankets the bottle next to him, a-and his phone in his hand. he was texting you. he, he passed out before he could send you the last text. it, it said i love you mikey." calum mumbled, trying so hard to not break down. again.

"he really loved you. and i rushed him to the hospital, hoping he would make it. but i knew he wouldn't. he needs to be with you, and at least i know he is happy now." calum whispered, taking out a small flower from behind his back. he put it down on the ground right in front of the grave.

"i hope you two are happy. take good care of each other." he murmured, before standing up. he patted the stone before walking away.

⚓️ awe poor calum. only one more chapter until the end.

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