Written Words Left Unsaid (Michael Cliffofd Fanfic)

Chapter 27

******TRIGGER WARNING*******

If you are easily triggered, please be aware that there is mention of self harm in this chapter.

I love you all and I'm here for you <3 please stay strong if things are hard, an you can talk to me about anything.

The Author xxx

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'Happy Straya Day!' Sally yelled as she ran into the kitchen where Denique was making some breakfast.

'Shut up! Hayley's still sleeping,' Denique muttered at her.

'Sorry!' Sally whispered. I sighed and pulled the blanket higher over my head. I tried to get back to sleep, but everyone was up now, and they were really loud. When they came and sat down in the lounge room, I sighed and pulled the blanket down to under my chin.

'Morning guys,' I said.

'She lives!' Sally laughed. I sat up and kept the blanket wrapped around me. Sally sat next to me and started eating her bowl of cereal.

'Yeah,' I replied absentmindedly. Soon everyone was in there too, eating and watching the television. I wasn't hungry, I felt like eating would make me sick, so I just sat on the couch with them.

'You look so tired,' Mikayla said to me as the show ended.

'I couldn't really sleep,' I answered.

'You could have had one of the beds,' Denique reminded me.

'No, it's not that. It just felt lonely,' I sighed.

'Oh,' they all kind of said.

'Aren't you hot with that blanket on though?' Sally asked as she pulled off me.

'No!' I gasped as it fell to the floor.

'Whats the big deal?' Sally laughed, but the smile was gone from her face as she realised what the 'big deal' was. Jaz, Mikayla, Denique and Sally all stared at me in shock horror, I looked away from them and down that the damage.

My arms were so sore. I had cut from my shoulder down to my wrists last night. They were red and angry looking. I had promised I wouldn't, but what's the point if keeping a promise to someone who doesn't want to keep you?

'W-when did you d-do this?' Jaz stuttered. I looked up her with tears in my eyes, and she new the answer.

'Did it really help?' Denique asked. I looked over to her and felt all of my anger boil over.

'What do you think?!' I yelled.

'I'm sorry,' she said shocked. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

'No, I'm sorry,' I replied. We sat there in silence for a bit. In the end, I pulled out my phone and went in twitter. I went straight to Michaels account and looked at what he had been tweeting. I saw he was talking to fans, just like he always did. But then one tweet caught my eye.

@Michael5SOS: London soon! Going to miss you all heaps <3 especially you baby <3

I may have just wanted it to be about me, but it felt like he meant it to be for me. I got off twitter then, determined not to cry again. I looked down at my arms, I couldn't leave here like this. I only had a singlet on, people would stare at me so much.

'Hey Jaz, do you have any of your massive jumpers?' I asked her, breaking the deathly silence.

'Uh, yeah. Come with me,' she said getting up and walking to her room. She opened her bag and pulled out a grey over sized jumper and gave it to me.