Losers// m.c.

1.4

"What? Michael what did you do?" She said bending down to me and putti g her hand on my shoulder.

"I screwed up my relationship with dad. I screwed up my life. I-I screwed up by kissing Violet." I say my words rushed and seeming barely audible from the tears that streamed down my face.

"Baby, it's okay." She said pulling me into her arms.

"I don't know what to do anymore, mom." I cried out tears stinging my eyes. My body began to shake. "D-do I have to go to school tomorrow?"

My mom shook her head. "You don't have to." She rubbed my shoulders. "Come on stand up dinner's ready."

I nodded bring myself to my feet. I walked over to the stairs. "I'll be down in a minute."

My mom sighed. "Alright."
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"So, why don't we talk about our days." My mom said breaking the silence that was at our dinner table.

"You already know how shit my day was so we can skip me." I said moving my food along my plate.

"Well, my day was amazing." Emily bragged.

"Well, fuck you." I mumbled.

"Michael." My mom snapped. "Continue Emily."

"Well, I passed 3 quizzes and I'm now friends with the new girl." Emily said.

I rolled my eyes. "At least you have more than two friends."

"Shut up Michael. I'm not a loser like you who only has two friends." Emily snapped.

I stared at her. "Really! You too! This whole mother fucking family hates me! Fuck you!" I yelled shoving the table and standing up. "I can't fucking stand any of you."

"Michael, what I didn't mean that." She said trying to follow after me.

I turned to her. "Fuck off Emily."
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I lied there in my room tears stains my pillow. "I can't take it anymore." I cried. I then turned on to my back to stare at my ceiling. I could hear my phone ring every two seconds yet I didn't bother to check it.

I then sat up in my bed and stared at the door that led to the bathroom. I stood up and walked in.

I looked at myself with my blood shot teary eyes. "They're right." I cried. "Everyone was right. I'm a loser."

I then turned my head over to the bathtub. I walked up to it and turned the knob, then closing the drain after.

I sighed walking back out to my room and opening my door that led out to the short hall way.

"Come find me before I really do fully drown."
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-Flashback-
I lied there my sides wrapped in bandages with small red dots of blood that made it to the top.

I had cut myself on my torso multiple times to get rid of the pain I was going through.

"Tell me why you would do this to yourself." My mom said taking my hand.

I groaned in response since it hurt to much to speak. I looked over to the pen and paper the nurse gave me. I, in my dazed state, reached for the paper.

I did it because of them. I wrote the hand writing messy since my hand was shaky from the pain medication and other pills they had me on.

She rubbed to my hand again. "Who's them?"

I reached for the paper again. Jake and dad.

She looked down. "I'm sorry baby." She stood up as the doctor walked in.

"Hey mom?" I said my chest hurting as I talked. "When did this end? When did this happiness end?"

She looked down. "I don't know."
-Flashback over-
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-Emily's Point of View-
"Why the fuck do you think that was okay to say to your brother!" My mom yelled at me.

I sunk down in my chair as she came closer to me. "I didn't mean to say it. I was thinking it but didn't mean to say it."

"Emily, have you been bullied?" She snapped.

I shook my head. "Not really."

"Well, your brother has since grade one and since Jake came. He doesn't need to get the same shit from his 13 year old sister."

I looked down. "I said I'm sorry!" I yelled.

"You don't say it to me! You say it to your brother! Get your ass up there and say you're sorry!" She screamed crossing her arms.

I sighed and walked up the stairs my head held low. I then walked into Michael's room.

I rolled my eyes lowering my head. "I'm sorry for what I said Michael. I didn't mean any of it. I was just mad."

I looked up to notice he wasn't there lying on his bed. I shook my head. Then I hear running water I turned my head toward his bathroom door. The carpet that near the door was soaked.

"Mom!" I yelled frantically as I opened the door.

"What is it!" She yelled.

"Jesus Christ!" I screamed in terror as I saw Michael plunged under the water in the bathtub.

Note: Holy fuck.

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