unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 50.

*Brooke POV*

After getting an interview with the police, they assured me that my mum was going to be surveillanced 24/7 non-stop. This time, they were taking her to Perth. Where, apparently, had the best prison in the country.

After getting the interview done, I went to the hospital. The police gave me a report to give to the doctor so I wouldn't have to explain everything again.

The doctor, who I learnt was Dr. Wheaters, did a physical check up on me. She stitched up my back and gave me pain killers. She also have me a special cream to rub on the bruises so they would hopefully heal sooner. She did an x-ray of my bones to make sure I didn't break any. It turns out that my ribcage has been mildly bruised, and with the more time that passed, the more it hurt like a bitch.

The thing that kept me calm was that Michael was with me during this whole time. The boys were too, but they had to stay in the waiting room's, as Michael was allowed to come with me. He held my hand during the whole night through the process.

And then finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we finally got to go home. I made Michael come and stay the night with me as I was too shooken up and scared from the previous events. He didn't take long to convince, which is what I liked about Michael.

I said goodbye's and thank you's to the boys before Michael led me to his car that he followed me in. It took me a while since I was still limping a bit, but with Mikey's support, everything seemed fine.

He led me to the porch, through the doors and up the stairs. As soon as I was in my room, I sighed in happiness, I limped over to my bed and threw myself on it.

"You hungry, Princess?" Michael asked me, smiling.

"No, thanks." I smiled. "Oh yeah and Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Dye your hair a happier colour. That black is just depressing." I laughed.

He chuckled a bit too. "Dunno, matched my mood at the time."

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Stop. It's over. I have you now. And you're safe from her." He smiled.

I bit my lip and thought about what she said earlier. "Michael, come here."

"Why?" He asked.

"Michael Gordon Clifford, get your arse here." I warned. His eyes widened but he obeyed. He slowly shuffled towards me awkwardly.

"Y-Yeah?" He asked.

"Sit down." I said calmly. He nodded slightly before sitting in front of me. An unwanted tear rolled down my cheek.

"Hey, what's wrong baby?" Michael asked, concerned now.

"Let me see your arms." I whispered.

He looked quite taken aback, but then he laughed nervously. "Are you asking for a hug?"

"No." I said bluntly. "Let me see them, Michael."

"Why?"

"Don't."

"But why?"

"Michael."

"No, why?"

"Let me see them."

"You have no right!"

"Now, Michael."

"Nope."

And not giving a shit, I grabbed his arms myself and started pulling off the wristbands on his left arm.

"No, Brooke! Stop-" He got cut off by my gasp.

She was right.

There we cuts.

Why.

Why did I make him suffer so much?

I'm such a bitch.

"I'm so sorry...I..." I cut myself off by bursting into tears. I immediately felt his arms wrap around me. And then I heard his soothing voice coo sweet things to me.

"I love you. So much. To the moon." He sniffed.

"I love you to the moon and back." I blubbered.

"I love you more than pizza." He smirked. "Top that."

"I'll top the pizza with my love." I smirked. And then we started laughing.

"So...uh...Ty and Ash huh?" Michael said.

"Yeah..." I sang. "They're so cute."

"I know." He smiled. "I'm proud they came out."

"Ash really likes him." I mumbled. "You could just tell from his smile."

"Correction." Michael interjected. "Ash really loves him."

"Yeah..." I giggled. "Shay and Calum were always bound to happen."

"Yeah." He scoffed. "She's a girl version of him, it's kinda creepy."

"Say that again." I laughed.

"I promise I won't ever let it happen again..." he mumbled.

"Let what happen again?" I asked. There was too many things going on, it didn't even come to mind.

"Everything. Breaking your heart. Being mean. Self harming. Letting this happen to you just because I was mad. I always promised I would be there by your side no matter what, and we promised eachother we wouldn't leave. And I broke the promises. I feel terrible." He ranted on.

*Detailed PDA right here lmao*

I cut him off by smashing my lips against his. He seemed a bit shocked at my sudden action but then he melted into it. He kissed me back soft at first, but then it got rougher. Just how I liked it, and he knew it. I let out a small moan as he kissed down my neck and suckling on it here and there. He then reattached our lips and asked for entrance by swiping his tongue across my bottom lip. I granted it. Our tongues then danced with each other, he tasted the same as always. Oddly like cotton candy. But it was addicting all the same. I couldn't even compare all the electrifying fireworks and butterflies that were all over. He flipped us so we were now lying down, him hovering over me. I felt his hands travel down the sides of my body...

And then one thing led to another.

I think you get the image.

A/N: HA NO SMUT FOR YOUS.

Short chapter. I'm sorry.

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