It's okay to not be okay - a lego friends Mia x Stephanie fic [Discontineud]

Chapter 3: an unexpected guest

Trigger warnings:

- abuse

- mention of suicide

- self harm

Stephanie's perspective:

Run, faster. Come on, I wasn't head of the track team two years ago for no reason. Maybe if I hurry, He won't be mad. My legs hurt and I'm out of breath. The fact that I have barely eaten or gotten sleep in the past few days doesn't really help either. Maybe I should just give up. I stop running and reach for my bag. Thank God, one cigarette left. I light the cigarette and sigh in misery. What am I even doing this for? As I sit on the cold pavement it starts to rain. I take a few more whiffs and decide it's time to go to my boyfriend's place. I'm going to have to face him sometime anyways.

After five more minutes I arrive. As I ring the bell, my legs start to shake. The urge to just run away strikes. I hear a train approach on the railway across the street. Maybe I should... The door opens. I feel a large hand grabbing onto my arm and aggressively pulling me inside. "Where were you?!'' My boyfriend yells. ''James wait, I can explain!'' I scream in fear. He pushes me to the ground and starts to kick me all over my body. He stops and grabs me by my shirts collar. He stretches his arm out in the air. I hang there, unable to breathe. ''J..James, A..a.. Can..cant..... B..breathe..'' He growls and throws me to the floor. Then he yells: ''If you don't want this to happen, then don't be late, Bitch!'' He starts to kick me again. He kicks my head really hard. ''Get up!'' He yells. I try to lift myself, but my legs hurt too much. I get dizzy. He grabs my shirt and drags me to the door. Then he throws my body to the pavement and leaves. I just lay there, almost choking on my own blood. I start to get dizzy and not long after, everything gets black.

Mia's perspective:

I'm walking outside as it starts to rain, but I'm not going back home. I can't handle being in my room or being around my father right now. I wish I could go to my hut and spend the night there, but the rain isn't going to stop for a long time.

After a few minutes of walking, I see a weird pile laying on the ground. I can't see what it is since it's already late and dark so I move closer. As I come closer, I notice it's a human lying in a foetus position, with their arm covering their head. I kneel down by then when I notice all the blood, it's coming from the face, the arms and maybe even more places. Panicking, I try to put them in a sitting position when I notice who this person actually is. Stephanie, she looks passed out and beat up. The bruise on her face is now completely visible and there's a small streak of blood coming from her mouth. Quickly my mind starts running, I hated her but, what if she died right here? I'd never be able to live with that. I know she didn't help me this afternoon, but she didn't beat me either. And I would also want help I lied on the streets like this right? So, I decide to take her to my house, my dad doesn't care anyway and, I won't be alone. I pick her up, she's really lightweight so getting to my house will be easy.

I walk into the house with Stephanie still in my arms, both of us are soaking wet. I get a glance from my father, but he seems drunk and goes back to his television. I struggle as I walk up the stairs with Stephanie, she isn't heavy but she's quite tall.

When I'm upstairs I put her in a sitting position on my bed, I go to get towels and turn on the heater. I'm not going to change her clothes, I don't want to seem inappropriate, so I dry her hair and wipe of some of the blood. Then I see a deep cut from under her sleeve, I pull up her sleeves a bit to discover many of the same sort cuts.

"Jesus" I whisper to myself. At that same moment I hear a soft "W- what...?" She's awake. I say the only thing I can think of: "I- It's okay, you're safe now." I look up to see she's staring at me with tired and confused eyes, but she doesn't say anything. I continue to look at her arm when she says: "Can I please go home..." "I- I- You need to stay a little longer, you wouldn't make it through the rain." She sighs and lets her head roll back, so I start to put band aids around her arm. "Ouch! What are you doing!" She yells as she grabs my arm. We're really close to each other now and I can feel her warm breath flowing past my skin. She lets go and looks around; it seems that she's only realizing where she is now. "Mia, is this your house?" I nod my head and watch as she tries to sit up. "I need to get home" "I'm not letting you go." I'm surprised by my reaction and I step up to be stronger, just in case she attacks me. But she doesn't. She seems to somewhat accept it. "Why'd you take me here?" "Because I found you bleeding on the streets in the rain" She snorts as if this is all one big joke. I sit on the end of my bed and say "You need to let me take care of those cuts." She quickly stops laughing and pulls her sleeve down. "I'm not letting you." She stands up and walks to my door, I step in front of her knowing she's very unstable. She tries to push me away and I fight back but lose my balance. I fall backwards but manage to break my fall. I look up to see Stephanie trip over my feet and fall on top of me. She looks up and for a moment we stare at each other, then she stands up and runs downstairs, out the door.

"Jezus Christ Mia, why'd you help her! Now she thinks your even weirder" I think to myself while getting up and laying down in my bed.