*Michael's POV*
My parent's stormed into my room furious.
"Michael!" My dad yelled.
"Y-yes?" I asked stuttering.
"Why did that crazy girl come and attacked your aunt?" My mother asks.
"She is not crazy!" I defend Mitzy.
"Your defending her?" My mom scoffs.
"She is! She attacked you're aunt for no reason." Father yells at me.
"Mitzy didn't attack her. She fought her. It wasn't for no reason, Mitzy had her reasons." I tell both Mom and Dad.
"What are the reasons then?!" Mother asks me.
"My aunt abuses me..." I say and look at the floor.
There was a moment of silence. I looked up and Mom, and Dad looked at eachother.
"Are you hearing this?" Dad tells mom.
"Yeah.." Mother sighs.
I look at their eyes and they had no expression.
"This is crazy Michael! There is no way of that being true." My mom says sitting down next to me.
I knew they wouldn't believe me!
I stand up and face my mother. "Of course it is! That's how I get my lip busted!" I shout pointing at it.
My mom's eyes widden. I have never screamed at her.
"Michael don't scream to your mother. We don't believe you." My dad steps in.
"Michael hun, you have habits of hurting yourself." Mom says.
"But I didn't do this." I tell them.
My eyes started to get watery. They never believe anything I say.
"Michael that's not the point." Dad says.
"You are prohibitted to see that girl ever again." My mom tells me.
"It's an order." Dad adds.
"That girl's name is Mitzy. I'm tired of you guys. You guys are annoying and horrible parents. You guys never have time for me. Everything I say or do is bad. Everything I say is lies. I'm sick of you guys." I tell them.
"I don't care what you think Michael. That crazy girl isn't allowed to be near you, and your not allowed to be near her either. I don't want you to see her ever again. You are prohibited to see Mitzy ever again." Dad tells me, and they leave the room.
I get up and slam the door. I couldn't do anything but cry.
I hate them so much. They've done nothing but break me.
In the corner of my eye I spotted my blade. the temptation was big. I tried so hard not to give in but I did.
I grabbed it and lift up my sleeves. My scars were shown. I started to slit my wrists.... I gave in so easy.
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I was cleaning up and washing off my arm. I cut once again.
My eyes started to feel heavy. I got on my bed and covered it. It wouldn't be bad to take a nap right now. My eyes closed shut and I fell asleep...
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"Wakey, wakey Miky!" I hear someone wake me up.
I slowly opened my eyes and yawned.
I look to my left and and my aunt was there sitting in a chair. I flinched and she laughed.
"Oh Michael. How'd you sleep?" She asks with a smirk.
"Good?" I say making it sound more like a question.
"That's great." She says standing up.
I furrowed my eyebrows confused.
Honestly I'm really scared right now.
"Soo what made Mitzy go all crazy on me?" She asks
I didn't reply. i stayed silent.
"Huh?" She asks sitting on my bed.
"Please get out." I tell her.
"Not till you answer me." She responds.
"You know why." I tell her and roll my eyes.
"Cause I abuse you?" She asks and laughs.
I didn't answer once again and looked down.
She lifted my chin up, we were facing eachother.
"Leave me alone!" I yell at her and slap her hand away.
She gaps and looks at me.
"How dare you?" She asks offended.
"Leave! Me! Alone!" I shout.
She comes up to me and slaps me.
"You little worthless bitch. You thought you were going to get someone to fight me, and I would do nothing about it?" She scoffs.
"I told her not to do it." I talk back.
She slaps me agsin and leaves.
Nothing is going to get better is it? If it's not one thing it's another.
