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...


12. The Park

The rain tumbles in a terrific torrent over the four boys standing, sopping, in the open, one of which actually sits on the mud riddled ground, perfectly unperturbed by the rain and seemingly oblivious to his three friends. His blonde hair studies in matted, blonde clumps to his  forehead, obscuring his blue eyes and dribbling water down his face; water that mingles with the tears. The other boys grumble continuously and try to dry their wet clothes, but not one of them seems successful. One irritably gives up and starts rummaging about in his pockets for something to eat, this decision proving much more sensible than the last; Jack comes up, triumphant, holding a squashed, soggy but edible, Mars bar. Carefully, he bends it, with ease, until it snaps into three bits. He doesn't offer any to Leo. Haymith and Murphy, however, don't look too impressed either: Murphy just chucks his share onto the boggy grass, ignoring Jack's protests; Haymitch's response, however, is slightly more tactful, for he merely declines the offer and glares at the Mars bar with direct, immense venom. 

Jack shrugs: "Suit your selves." and scoffs the chocolate with relish, loyally trying (and failing) not to wince at the soggy, stale taste. At last, however, Leo stirs, tilting his face up to the sky, tears mingling with the rain that runs down his face. "What have we done?" His voice is one, long, wailing moan, full of fear and misery.

The other boys exchange glances, at loss for what to say. Finally, Haymitch speaks up "It's not our fault." he says gruffly "The accident wasn't our fault. It was Luke's. Not ours."

Leo lets rip a wild laugh, causing Murphy to drop the football he's holding. "Then why did we lie to the police?" He asks, and to that, nobody has a sufficient enough answer...

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