Ecstasy

The fall wasn't meant to happen. That part, at least, wasn't planned.
But now, Luke's stuck in a limbo between dream and nightmare and the bottle in his pocket seems to be able to say a lot more about the incident than he can.
However, when reality does begin to sink in in Luke's mind, it's all anyone can do to stop him from letting go of everything - Forever...That is, if people can begin to care...

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9. The Truth

"We believe," says the doctor gravely, "That our young Mr. Miller had. A little bottle of ecstasy tucked away in the pocket of his hoodie."

From next to her son's bed, Charlotte Miller's eye releases a single, fat tear as she looks down at her wired-up son's broken body, finding his hand. She doesn't even speak.

The eldest son, however, looks up defensively. "How do you know? He's my little brother, he wouldn't -"

But, almost as though he'd been expecting it, Dr. Lampshire shakes his head sadly and pulls out the little, cork-stoppered bottle, half full of round, flat, whitish pills. Harry Miller's face drains of colour. Slowly, fingers trembling, he stretches out an arm to take the bottle and, lips pursed, a little sadly, the doctor hands it to him for the seventeen-year-old to examine.

"Real." Comes the whisper. "They're real. We did about them at school."

The doctor nods gently. "Yes." He says. "I'm sure you did." And he arises to stand, taking the bottle, only slightly pointedly, from the teenager's hand. "Well, I'll leave you to it. We're not entirely sure how long the coma will last... But keep talking to Luke... And don't mention this bottle, just in case he can hear you. Goodbye." And the doctor leaves the room.

Charlotte Miller bends even closer over her son's face. "Oh, Luke..." She whispers. "Oh, Luke..."

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