Mike schmidt x healing user

"I would've take care of you." Why Didn't You Though?

This is the only thing that I will spoil, since i feel bad for leaving it at chapter 1!

A Few Days Later
Y/Ns POV

It's lonly in my small apartment. I miss mike and Abby, she's a good kid, Mike is the best boyfriend, he always takes care of me, more than I ever took care of myself really. I sigh as it echos around me, the silence is louder than ever, louder than my ears rining when I blast music in my ears. Until thers a knock at my door. A very loud one to? "What the fuck?" I mumble on myself, I roll of my soft white bed, I walk past the washroom and kitchen. I open the door, mom.. "Oh my sweet baby girl.." She says like she actually missed me. Her face is all messed up, her hair is like a birds nest, her lips arent the nice, soft looking red ones I rememberd. Now it's pale like a vampire. "Mom?" I mumble. "I was worried sick, thank God you're okay." "I guess the coke messed you up, huh.." I change the subject. "It's been rough, but I was wondering if-" "If you want money?" I interupt her.

"After what you've done to me you fucking drug addict. No way in hell you will ever take anything from me in a million years. Are you ever going to treat me like shit again." I've never felt better when I saw her face, jaw dropped farther than I cut myself. She speaks up, yelling. "Oh? That's how you want to act?" She ask's me. "I gave you a roof over you're God damn head, and this is how I get treated? This is how I get paid back?" As she punches the hallway wall, a hole forms, I flinch.
This reminds me of when she got mad at dad, she punched 2 holes in the wall. Another time was in my room, and in the washroom, living room, her room, it goes on and on. My hands shake, I close and lock the door imideatly, as tears sting behind my eyes, I rush to the washroom. Looking through the medical cabanit until I find what I'm looking for, then I do find it. A razor with a little bit of my blood from the past few years relapsing. My hands shake harder and harder. Static fill my ears, I flop on the cold bathroom floor as I put the razor closer and closer to my fore arm until I eventualy draw blood. I cutcutcut on my wrists and fore arms over and over as blood pourspourspours out.

Everything goes silent.

11:11AM

I take the buss to Mike's house as we have our shift together, I lay my head on the cold window that freezes my head it stings but in a good way. It calms me down after what happened after my mom came. How did she fucking find me? I think to myself. Did she call the police again? I think to myself. Eventualy I get to my stop to Mike's house, I rush through the door, Mike was on the couch. I jump on the couch and burry my face in his chest. "Hello to you too Y/n." He laughs as he plants a kiss on my head, he wraps his arms around me, as he talks. "Ready to go, Y/n?" "Yeah, ready." I mumble. We both get up, Mike grabs his bag and swings it on his shoulder. "Also, Y/n." Mike says. "Yeah?" I respond. "Abby is going to come with us, for some rreason Max won't call back, text, or anything." "I hope she's ok though." Abby comes running out her room, her eyes light up as she see's me. "Y/N!" She runs and hugs me tightly. "Hey kiddo!" I wrap my arms around her. " Let's get going, all right?" Abby nods. "Okay!" We leave, get in Mike's car, Abby is in the back, Mike is in the driver seat, and I'm in the passenger seat. Mike drives off.

Mike's POV
12AM

As I keep my eyes on the road, I look in the re-veiw mirror to look at Abby, she's talking to her plush dolph, and as I look at Y/n I look down to her arm as she\he scratches it. Scars? What happened, is she\he ok? Did she\he.. no.. no she/he could never, I know that they have depression but lets hope that they DIDN'T cut her\himself. We pull up in the drive way, I turn my body around to face Abby. "Abby." I start, Abby look's up. "Me and Y/n will work, and you will sleep, under no surcomstanes will you leave our office, understood?" "Yeah, got it!"
As Abby runs to the door as we get out the car, Y/n holds her/his arms close to their chest. I unlock the door and open it, Abby looks around the place. "Woah.." She says amused like it's something she' snever seen before. "This place is cool, but stinks.. a lot.." Y/n laughs. "Yeah.. imagin working here 24/7 kiddo." We all laugh. I lead the way to the office. Me and Y/n help Abby build her little hide out so she can sleep. Abby climbs in as soon as it's done being built. "Comfy?" I ask in a sof tone. "Yeah." As her eyes flutter shut. "It's like camping." Abby says before falling asleep in a snap. It kind of is. As I think to myself.

Y/ns POV
12:22AM

It hurts, everything hurts, to my toes to my head. I should stop cutting. I think to myself, but there is no other way to help myself, it helps the stress and anxiety roll out of me. "Y/n!" Mike waves his hand in my face. "Hu- yeah- yeah, I'm here." I shake my head, Mike raises an eyebrow. "You sure about that, you seem-" "I'm fine!" I inturupt and cover my mouth with my hand, I know that I raised my voice, it echoed through the whole room. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell, are you ok?" I ask to quickly, I'm panicking, I don't want to break down infront of Mike. Yes I've done it many many times, but I just dont want to cry now. Mike wraps his arms around me and kisses my cheek. He whispers in a comforting tone. "It's ok, don't worry, I forgive you, you know that I'll always forgive you, right?" I burry my face in the crook of his neck, and mumble. "Yeah, yeah I know." I let go and lay my head on Mike's lap, he puts his and on my head and plays with my hair. It always brings a smile to my face, no matter what happenes. I close my eyes to take a sleep, I miss sleeping, it's been to long since I've slept or even had a nap. That also reminds me that I haven't aten in a few days, or drank any water for that matter.