one happy accident // melissa x y/n

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AN: TRIGGER WARNING homophobic language, harassment, and description of bipolar disorder

It went black again.

Before I started taking the medicine, I would have black moments, like when I slapped Y/N, and they were horrible. One time I had gotten into a fight at school because of it. More times, I completely pushed away all of my friends in elementary and middle school because of it.

It's like I leave my body, and I am just sitting in this cold dark room and hyperventilating, then somehow I get back and the blame is put on me for doing something I can't even recall doing. It's like in this one book I read when I was younger, this ghost would do these horrible things while the girl was doing something else, then the girl would get there and it would disappear immediately so she would get blamed for it.

It's like this little monster takes over me and I all can hear is it's little wicked laugh as I can only just sit there and cry as I imagine what it will do next. I hated those times so much, and I never believed I would have to go through it again, but I did, and I am crying in the counseling office.

Perhaps we could start from this morning? Maybe then I can figure out what I exactly did before I go in there? Yeah! Exactly! Let's do that! Okay, okay, okay, we got this so I wake up, we'll anyone wakes up, besides if their dead, but I'm not dead, at least I'm pretty sure I'm not. Am I dead?

Stop talking crazy Melissa! You always get like this! Get back to the point!

I put on a old plaid button up of my dad's, I could not stop thinking about him that day, even though he was rarely there, and treated me like garbage, when you lose someone, it affects you. I tucked it into some mom jeans and threw on a oversized jacket I stole from Maelin's house. I couldn't stand to brush my hair, so I just put it into an abnormally messy ponytail.

Tori picks me up, "Morning, my love." and she kisses me on the cheek and I feel like garbage once more. She looks at my outfit kind of funny, it's not the sort of thing I regularly wear besides on my bad days.

We get to the schools, and I am walking to my locker, then I see Jaxon pressing Y/N against the wall. This is it. I think that was the moment.

I wouldn't beat him up unprovoked though? So he must have done something, I have to keep going forward. I stand there for a second, hearing Y/N's whimpers as his hands push her wrists hardly against the locker to where you can see bruises. She had to just keep on telling him to stop, crying and begging.

"Jaxon! What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell, walking over. He takes a sharp glare at me while he still holds a firm grip.

"What do you care Melissa? Didn't she keep you from your loverboy Leo?"

This little bitch.

"I never liked Leo like that, you know that very well Jaxon. Shut the hell up and let her go!" I got a little bit closer.

A little evil glint flashed through his eyes, "Oh yeah, I forgot you were a dyke now-"

Fuck him!

I punched him. He fought back and it hurt but I just kept punching, and punching, and punching. He was on the ground surrendering but I didn't give a shit, well the little monster didn't give a shit. It just kept punching and it enjoyed it so much! All the blood that was splattering from his nose just made it even more happy, it wanted more, and it was determined to get it, "How many times have you hit her? How many times have you left her with fuck bruises Jaxon?"

I broke his nose, that's why I am here, that's why I am expelled. I left purple bruises all over his face where they belong. I thought Leo being with him would shut him up, but I guess that just doesn't work doesn't it? Jaxon was still a piece of shit, but the monster was one too, and it dragged me into the pile of it, where I would rot for it's behavior.