Chapter 3

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JESSICA'S POV
2 months later

Dear diary,
Its been two months since I have last seen the boys. Two months since I ended with a complete twist to my story. Ever since I had met them, I've been all over the news and twitter. Because of this I had also been getting a lot of hate. The hate has been seriously getting to me and I have even started on cutting. I know people think that people that cut are attention seekers, but I know that this isn't true. There is a reason, behind every scar, every drop of blood that runs down my wrist. It is really hard not to stop, everywhere I go I get hate.
I've also realised that it is one week till my birthday. My 19th birthday actually. Usually when it gets to this time of the year I would go to my parents graves. The only family that loved me and wanted me to stay strong.
*end of diary*

Tears stream down my face as I walk ever so slowly towards the two grey gravestones that sat upon my parents. I look down at my wrist and I fall to tears even more. As I finally reach the grave, I sit down and stare blankly at the one thing that made me so emotional in my life.
"M-mum, d-dad, I'm so s-sorry." I stutter.
"Look, I know you can't hear me but I need your help, two months ago I had met the boys of my dreams, especially Calum. Ever since then I have hit the media and all that I have been getting is hate."
I wipe that flowing tears down my red, puffy eyes. I pull my hair back and take a deep breath.
"Now, I have been cutting because of this." I say showing my scarred wrist to my parents."I just cant take it anymore. I-I'm so sorry."
I flew into tears and put my hands over my eyes. I got out my blade and slowly and shakingly place it on my skin. I moved it across my wrist, the red thick fluid coming out of where it had been. I stop once I reach the other side and watch the blood fall to the dry soil.
I continued crying clearly never going to lose all the pain. Why did all of this have to happen to me? Since when did I ever deserve this? Suddenly, a hand grabbed my shoulder.
"Are you alright Jess?" A firm voice asked.
I turned around to see a pale skinned figure with red hair.
"M-Michael." I said as I looked back down at my now blood stained wrist.
"It's alright Jess, I am here for you. Let's get you to a hospital" he said, pulling his hand out to pull me up.
Once he had pulled me up, he wrapped his arm around my waist. He gave me a warm hug then continued towards the car. We stopped as soon as we were close to the car. Michael ran to pull the door out for me. I silently sat down as Michael pushed the door shut and walked to go into the drivers seat. He started the engine as we slowly made our way out of the cemetery .
"Thank you Michael." I said.
"No probs"
We continued to sit in silence until Michael ask a question.
"Why did you cut yourself?"
I looked up and saw how serious he was about me. I just didn't know how to explain it. I thought of how to explain it and decided to tell him the whole story.
"Well, two months ago when I had last seen you boys, I got into the media. I have been getting hate on Twitter. I got too overwhelming for me so I decided that cutting is the best way to ease this pain I had been feeling." I explained, taking in sobbs in between sentences.
Michael thought for a moment. I sat in the car waiting for a response.
"And why were you at the cemetery?" He asked
"I went there cos I really needed to see my parents. To talk to them like I always do before my birthday."
"And when's your birthday?"
"8th of March" I replied.
After that, the rest of the car trip to the hospital was very silent. As soon as we got there, Michael carried me bridal-style to the check in room.
"Hi miss. This girl here managed to slit her wrist open." Michael said sweetly.
"Yeah, just follow me please." The nurse said.
Michael continued to carry me to the room I was going to be in. We waited patiently for the doctors to arrive.
"Michael??"
"Yes"
"Please don't tell them about me cutting myself."
"Yes of course I won't. I know you can make it through this, I know you can. I believe in you."
I looked at Michael at his very kind words. I blushed at the thought of him being so sweet.
"Thanks so much pizza boy" I smirked.
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Hey guys, sooooooo sorry that I couldn't update on Thursday as promised. Well, it is the start of a new year at school here in Australia. So the updates may be slower now that I am in a very stressful grade, and it is kinda overwhelming for me. I have recently heard a message of 5SOS saying how it is bad to cut, and this is what has got me triggered into basing this chapter about cutting. If you want to see it, it is called "stay strong beautiful by 5SOS". It will literally make you cry.
So question of the update is...
If 5SOS were vampires, which one do you think would turn you first and why? If this question is answered then I promised I will answer it myself.
I am gonna dedicate this chapter to beautifultragedy_ and Aria5SOSLOVER13 because they really do support me with a lot, and have been voting the most. If you girls are reading this, thanks a lot for all the support you give me.
Thx,
HOOD101

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