trouble.

i would bleed for you

THIS CHAPTER COULD BE A SENSITIVE TOPIC AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE OKAY AFTER READING IT - IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EASILY, SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER OR WAIT FOR THE NEXT UPDATE (DEPENDS IF ITS UP OR NOT) ALOT OF PEOPLE TOLD ME THEY CRIED A FEW TIMES READING THIS BOOK AND IDK WHETHER THATS A GOOD THING OR BAD? BUT IM SORRY FOR CAPS, CAPS SCARE ME BUT I JUST NEEDED TO EMPHASIZE THE SENSITIVITY OF THE TOPIC.

IF YOU GUYS ARE GONNA BE IMMATURE AND BE LITTLE SHITS, I WILL BLOCK YOU. IDGAF, DONT BE MEAN ABOUT THIS CHAPTER BC SOME PEOPLE ACTUALLY SUFFER WITH IT.

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i woke up with the warmth of michael close to me. he was still asleep.

i got out of bed and took a shower then got changed into my lazy clothes knowing id have to tell michael everything. i went downstairs, letting him sleep as much as he wanted. i wasnt gonna hurry him because i was thinking about how id tell him everything.

im getting so stressed out thinking about it to be honest, but he was going to find out eventually.

just then, i heard someone coming down the stairs "hals?" he called, i let out a breath, michael.

"living room." i called back semi-cheerily. he came into the living room rubbing his eyes. he looked adorable.

"why didnt you wake me? and shall i shower before you tell me? or..."

"i dont mind and i didnt wake you because its alot to take in at once." i said, nervous. i hadnt spoken to anyone about it, not even ruby and robin.

"okay, im gonna get changed and brush my teeth then come back down and we can talk okay?" i lay back on the sofa and let out a long breath. a few moments later michael came downstairs. "go."

(im doing it in the form of a flashback)

i woke up to my mum picking me up off my bed.

"mum? whats going on?" i asked, more terrified than i have ever been in my life.

she was jittery and shaking so i knew she was high on something, her eyes were red and she was fidgiting. "nothing darling, we're just going on a roadtrip." she avoided all eye contact with me at all costs. i got my mum off me and got up.

"mum, let me get changed." i demanded.

"ive already packed your things, except one thing, so put it on under your current clothes and come out to the van."

i did what she said, i went to my dresser and saw lingerie. i was slightly confused because we were going on a roadtrip. i gulped loudly. ohmy.

i reluctantly put it on, not wanting to see my dad angry. he was a raging alcoholic and it was getting worse.

one little thing and he would snap.

i trudged downstairs and got in the back of the van that drove away from my home. there was a mattress on the floor, so i lay down and slept to get my mind off things, hoping that when i woke up it was just a bad dream.

a sudden jolt woke me up, and my parents were stepping out the van carrying duffel bags. i sat up and rubbed my eyes, but got out the van and followed them inside.

"this isnt a roadtrip, what is this?" i asked, looking around the stone basement that has been abandoned for what seems like years. "mum, dad. answer me!" i pleaded.

they stayed silent.

i turned around and started walking outside when my dad intervened.