Michael x Noah 🙏

30. ~Brother~

Warning: this chapter contains the topic of suicide attempts and self harm!!

Michaels pov:
"Mikey, daddy's calling me..." Elizabeth shows me her phone as everyone was picking up the mini party.
"Just- don't answer." I say, "I don't want him know you're here."
Elizabeth nods and she puts her phone away.

"Why don't you want your dad here?" Nicole asks as she washes the table.
"Uh..." I start.
"Let's not talk about this-" I hear Noah try to say.
"Daddy doesn't like when Mikey is near me because he killed our younger brother." Elizabeth lets literally everyone in the kitchen know.

I put my head in my hands. I feel everyone's eyes on me.
Fucking damnit.
This isn't Elizabeth's fault. She doesn't know they don't know.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist, assuming they're Noah's.
"Uh, we're gonna head upstairs..." Noah tells everyone.
"Yeah, you guys should go-" Hannah butts in.
"No, no. I wanna know." Nicole says.
"Yeah, how do we know you're not just faking being soft?" Charlotte puts out there.
"Charlotte!" Noah warns.

I stay quiet for a second.
"You guys wanna know, huh..." I say with my head still facing the ground.
"Michael, you don't have to-" Noah's arms tighten a bit around me.
"No, it's okay. They have a right to know..."

Everyone sits down on and around the couch. I'm on Noah's lap, his arms still around my waist.
"So uh..." I begin. "In high school, I had this group of four. I was the leader so I thought everything was great, it would go how I wanted."

"Sometimes I brought my dad's alcohol to them, or his cigarettes. Well, whenever he had a pack out in the open, I'd take it and smoke the pack."
I saw their faces. Hannah's face was the only one that wasn't shocked. Here's was more concerned.
Noah knew I used to smoke. God, that conversation in high school was terrible.

"Anyway, we each had a mask. You guys know Freddy Fazbears?"
"Yeah." I hear Charlotte say.
Nicole and Hannah both nod.

Noah and Hannah already knew the story. Of course I told Hannah, and Noah was... somewhat there?

"Well, I wore a foxy mask, you guys probably don't know the others besides Noah, Mark wore the Bonnie mask, Simon wore the Chica mask, and Fredrick wore the Freddy mask."
"Aren't those masks like, hella creepy?" Charlotte asks.
"Yep. We uh..  used to bully my brother badly... he was only 6... we'd scare him with the masks and called himself names like Loser, or Crybaby..."
"What? Why?!" Nicole asks.
...
Should I tell them...
"Uh..." I start to pick at my nails. "My mom never paid attention to me and... my dad..." I look at Elizabeth, wondering if she knew. "My dad used to abuse me..."
"WHAT?!" Charlotte and Nicole yell at the same time.
"I only used to bully my brother because I thought it was his fault... my dad never actually hit me until he was born..."

"Daddy threatened to kill him because Mikey knew too much." Elizabeth said out.
"What? Knew too much of what?" Noah asks, looking over my shoulder to see my face. He notices my fingers bleeding a little so he holds my hands, interlocking our fingers.
"Don't worry about it..." I say.
"No. I'll worry about it. He threatened to kill you for fucks sake-"
"Anyway, on with the story..." I continue. "One day... on his birthday.... I thought it would be an amazing idea to put his head in fredbears head..."
"And..." Nicoles voice is soft and curious.
"Noah was there. He immediately saw what me and my friends were doing and told me to stop... this is when we dated in high school, by the way..."
"And you didn't stop?" Charlotte predicts
"The jaw bit down on his frontal lobe, causing him to die..."

Everyone had tears in their eye besides Elizabeth since she 11 and has the knowledge of a 7 or 8 year old.

"Mikey got beaten pretty badly after. Daddy dragged him home and locked him down in the basement for a week I think." Elizabeth told everyone.
"Elizabeth-" They don't need to know the rest.
"The day Mikey was let out, I walked in his room and saw him cutting his arm. I don't really know why he'd do that though. That hurts."

I hear Noah sigh. "Lizzie... sometimes people believe they deserve pain..."
"But you bleed when you get hurt... why would mikey want to be hurt?"
"Lizzie... your brother had... well it probably never left, something telling him in his brain to do it..." Noah told Elizabeth. She doesn't understand the term Self-Harm. I hope she never will.

"Is that also why Mikey tried to make himself die a few times?"
"Okay! Elizabeth, we're done-" I start but Noah interrupted me.
"I'm sorry. WHAT." Noah's arms tighten around me a so try to get up.
"I don't wanna talk about this..."
"Michael." Noah warns. "Why."
...
"Because I couldn't do it anymore Noah! Why do you think I broke up with you in high school? It was because I didn't want you to be affected!" I felt tears stream down my face.

Noah sighs and picks me up.
"I'm gonna take him to bed..." Noah carried me upstairs.
He places me o the bed and lies next to me.
"I just want you to know, no matter what, if you died I'd give up everything."

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