A Hemmings Stepsister?

1.6

"I knew I'd find you here." Luke laughed, "Sleeping with them too? Tyde isn't enough is he? You probably aren't even a virgin anymore, are you? You little whore.."

I felt the tears well up in my eyes again. I choked back a sob by bring my hand to my mouth. I could see the sadness on Ashton, Michael, and Calum's faces.

"Uh Luke, or whatever the hell your name is, I'm gay, and so is he." Connor pointed to Troye.

"Luke, if you came here to be like this, you can go. I'm probably leaving to go home anyways. I'd rather be there than with you!" I yelled at him. I could see the hurt in his face and the guilt in his eyes.

"Go home. I'd rather not have you there. Oh and by the way, I brought your suit cases that you left in the living room." He said. I heard the boys gasp.

"This isn't my Luke! My Luke would be fighting for me to come back home! What happened to the brother that I talking to the other night? The one that said he'd never do my wrong? The one that said he'd always be there for me? This isn't you. You're being a huge dick right now. I'd rather be with the brothers that actually care about me." I cried out. The hurt on his face was evident, but he still kept going. He eventually said something that hurt me. Worse than anything else he could have ever said.

"I hate you so much Melanie Grace."

The tears ran down my face even harder before I darted into Connors guest bedroom. Before I ran out, I did see the shock on Lukes face at what he had just said.

"Baby, open the door. Please. I need to know if your okay." I hear Tyde struggle with the door. Something I haven't said before was that, I used to self harm. Jack and Ashton help me over come it and I had told Tyde about 2 years ago. I've been 3 years clean.

I walked into the bathroom and looked until I found a cheap razor that was under the sink. I shut the bathroom door and locked it so no one could get in. I busted it into several pieces before getting the blade out and slicing it across my wrist. I heard the main door open and people started banging on the bathroom door.

"You don't have a key for it?!" Michael shouted.

"No! Only keys for the rooms!" Connor shrieked back.

"Baby please." I could hear the sadness in Tyde's voice.

"MELANIE! I'm so sorry! Please! I need to know my little sister is okay!" I heard Luke shout.

"It's too late for that Luke! I'm done! I don't want to live anymore! You hate me and probably everyone else does too, so what's the point?! I'm tired of living.." I yelled back. Tears still visible on my face. I could hear him sobbing telling me to open the door. The door came flying open and the blade was hit out of my hand by Ashton.

"You.. You promised.." Ashton whispered, everyone watching the scene before them, "YOU PROMISED ME MEL! You promised." He shouted. He started crying out. Once he started crying, I dove onto the floor looking for the blade until I was pulled back by Michael. I wriggled in his grip, trying to get loose. Luke came at me with a wet washcloth, cleaning my wrists.

"I'm so sorry Mel. I'm so sorry." He whispered over and over. I ignored him. Tears kept pouring down all of our faces. I saw the Troye, Connor, and Tyde had walked out of the bathroom before Michael grabbed me.

"Why?" That was all that Calum could ask.

I kept my head buried into Michaels chest as Luke kept cleaning. Ashton was siting in the corner, rocking back and forth, as silent tears trailed down his face.

"Please come home babygirl. I don't want you to leave. You can even keep the nose ring! Please. We can't survive without you. You've kept us and the house sane." Michael whispered behind me.