~Michaela's POV~
Vikk is staying with us for a while because he can't be moving around much so the doctors won't let him on a plane. I wanted to let him sleep in my bed and I'd sleep on the couch but Mitch wouldn't allow that so I'm sleeping in Mitch's room with him."Do you need anything else?" I ask Vikk before going up to bed.
"Could you come here for a second?" He asks patting his hand on the bed next to him. I went and sat down with him. "I'm sorry for kissing you," he says "you were with Mitch and I should have backed off but I-"
"It's okay Vikk," I say cutting him off, "I forgive you."
"You do?" He asks. I nod. He sighs of relief. "Good."
"Goodnight." I say but Vikk grabs my hand.
"I meant it when I said I love you," he says, "you know that right." I nod. He then kisses my hand and let's go.
"Goodnight." I say.
"Goodnight." He says and with that I left not knowing what else to do.
~Vikk's POV~
"I meant it when I said I love you," I say, "you know that right." She nods. I then kissed her hand and let go."Goodnight." She says.
"Goodnight." And with that she left. I don't know why I told her I loved her. Again. What was I hoping would happen. Would she tell me she loved me too and we'd be together. I did hope that. I don't like this. This feeling. The feeling that she doesn't love me.
I get up and run to the bathroom. My chest hurting from the surgery but my heart hurts more. I grab a razor out from behind the mirror and hold it to my wrist. Just as I'm about to cut I think of someone. I think of her.
I can't do this to her. I can't to this to the pack either. I can't. I love them all. Even if she doesn't love me back I can't do this. I don't want to. I don't want to lose her. I sink to the floor sobbing still holding the razor on my wrist.
"Vikk are you alright." Michaela says opening the door. She scream when she sees the razor on my wrist. I instantly drop it.
"I'm sorry." I say sobbing through my hands. She sinks to the floor and wraps me in her arms. She's crying too.
"You can't leave me," she says, "I care about you to much." She cares. At least she cares. She pulls back from the hug. I look into her eyes. I want to kiss her I really do. But I don't. She kisses me.
A/N hey doods so I hope you enjoyed this chapter. What's going on between Michaela and Vikk? How will Mitch react if he finds out. Muhahaha I'm evil.
P.S. If you have ever thought about suicide or attempted it, I hope you find that special someone or someone's that help you keep going. And here's a little fact for you. Did you know this reporter interviewed everyone one who survived jumping of the Brooklyn Bridge and every single one of them said 2/3 of the way down they realized the "unfixable" problems that made them jump, were fixable after all. Every single one of them.
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