room 213 • muke • boyxboy

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hello, my little monsters.
well, long time no see... it's been months since i have updated, i know. i want to sincerely apologize in hopes of you guys not hating me. i haven't been on wattpad in so long. getting back on makes my heart ache. it makes me so fucking happy that while i was gone you guys still managed to read, vote, and comment. you supported me even when i wasn't here. a lot of stuff went on over the summer and i wasn't able to update. then school started, my grades went sky rocketing downward and i am trying my best to get them up. i am trying and my life is really stressful right now and it means the world to me that i always have you guys here for me & with me.  thank you. i love each and everyone of you. all of my readers, all my love goes out to you. i want to try & start updating again at least once or maybe even twice a week. i have missed it on here.
(by the way i got the alcohol part from orange is the new black.)
~rylie

"sooo? what'aya say?" calum urged.

i nodded and gave in. "alright alright. you got yourself a deal." i smiled.

"heh, alrighttt!" calum cheered and playfully punched me in the arm. i smiled.

"well, i can't wait, but i gotta go. my shift in the kitchen starts soon so i need to be on my way." calum put out his cig.

"okay. see you tomorrow night."

calum chuckled. "oh...you'll be seeing me a lot more until then, mate." his hand came in contact with my knee as a smirk appeared across his face. my heart stopped. i suddenly felt nervous. my hands were clamy and i didn't know how to speak.

after he had walked away i was silent and dropped my cigarette on the ground. did that really just happen? did he really just do that?

i quickly stomped on the cigarette to put it out and ran out of the gathering room doors and went straight to my room. once i got in there i slammed the door shut and hit my back up against it. i tried to keep my eyes shut but i heard michael crying. i stood up slowly because i couldn't see him anywhere. but i could hear him. i crept around the corner. "michael?"

the weeping continued but only grew louder and harsher each step i took. "michael?" i saw him curled up into a ball in the far corner of the room behind his bed. he rocked back and forth holding himself. i reached my hand out slowly to him and noticed the entire area surrounding him was ice cold. the whole corner was freezing. michael shook violently. i was scared. getting down on his level i softly put my hand on his shoulder, "hey.. michael? is everything okay? do you w-wanna talk about it, maybe?"

he started mumbling words under his breath with his eyes bulging out of his head. still shaking, the words became louder. even though i was only inches away from him i couldn't make out what he was saying. "w-what?"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" the most unholy voice erupted out of his mouth before he flung his body at me, tackling me to the ground. i hit the ground hard as he pinnned my arms. "get the fuck off me!" i squirmed.

"stop saying those things about me!" michael yelled.

"what?!"

"don't act like you're innocent! you know you're saying those awful things about me! they told me you did. they told me!" he thrashed around on top of me as i struggled to fight back. i didn't want to hurt michael.

"michael. get. off." i said calmly. he continued to wiggle around until i slowly took one of my hands and cupped his cheek in it. he started to relax almost instantly. i stared right into his eyes making sure i was the only thing he saw. i quickly but forcefully flipped us around to where i was now pinning him down making sure he didn't get away. my hand still cupping his cheek, "michael, who told you? who is they?" i said softly. michael only whimpered beneath me. "michael answer me."