Michael Clifford's Little Sister

Chapter 6

***Michael's Pov.***

I heard crying. I look around and see it's none of us. My mind travels to Ashton. I get this bad feeling. He has a history with self- harm.

"Shit." I mumble under my breath. I stand up and run to Ashton's room. He's not there. I checked the bathroom closest to his room. There doors locked.

"Ashton? Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yea, I'm fine." He says as he sniffles.

"Ashton, I know that's a lie. Open the door or I'll break it down." I told him. I hear him sigh and he opens the door. I look at his wrists.

"Ashton.." I say as I break down into tears.

"Why? Why did you do that to yourself? You said you stopped. You promised." I told him. He looked down at his feet.

"I'm sorry. But it's not that simple." He mumbled.

"Yes it is. Just stop." I told him getting mad. He didn't want to get better. If he did he would of already.

"Ugh! None of you understand." He said crying more. He pushed past me and in to his room. I walked out to the living room and sighed.
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***Mia's Pov.***

I peak behind Michael and see everything. Ashton's crying, and his arms are all bloody. He has a blade in his hand. I walk back in the living area feeling bad for Ashton. I know how he feels.

"Ugh! None of you understand." I heard him say before he goes to his room. Michael comes out and sits on the couch and sighs. I stand up and walks towards Ashton's room.

"Where are you going?" Michael asks.

"To talk to Ashton." I told him.

"He doesn't want to talk to me, He most likely doesn't want to talk to anyone." He told me.

"Well see about that." I said as I knocked on Ashton's door.

"Michael go away!" He yelled. I flinched away.

"It's not Michael. Please just let me in." I said.

"Mia, I don't wanna talk." He told me. I didn't care. I opened his door and walk over and sat beside him on his bed.

"Ashton, I'm so sorry you feel so bad you feel the need to do that to yourself. It's not fun feeling that way." I told him playing with is hair.

"It's not like you'd know. No one here understands how I feel." He says sadly.

"Don't tell anyone, but I do understand how you feel." I told him still playing with his hair. It's fun to play with. He sits up to look at me, making it so I couldn't play with his hair anymore.

"Don't lie. No one here understands. Michael's tried that also." He said looking me in the eyes. His eyes looked so sad. It tore me apart. I love Ashton. As a brother.

"Ash, I'm not lying." I told him looking down. I look back up at him and I can tell he still doesn't believe me. I roll up my sleeves. I showed Ash my arms. "Ash, I understand." I said. He nodded and cried harder. He traced his fingers lightly over my new cuts and my scars. He looked me in the eyes.

"Why?"

"Well, I could ask the same for you." I tell him. He looks down at his legs.

"I'm sorry for asking. I know I shouldn't have." He said. I shook my head.

"No, no. It's fine. It's um... well after my mum and dad split my mum would get drunk a lot. She then started blaming me for why my father left her. She then started hating me. She started abusing me. And I got bullied at school. I just wanted to die. My mum has sold me multiple times. And the people who bought me have raped me. No one was there to save me. No one cared about me. I needed an escape. Cutting is my escape." I told him sadly.

"Wow. I'm so sorry you had to go though that. No one should have to go thought all that." He said.

"Well it's in the past now. There's nothing you can do to change the results for it. I will forever be messed up because of my mum." I told him. Ashton pulled me in a hug and kissed my forehead.

"I'm gonna help you. And you'll help me. We will get though our problems together." He told me. I nodded.

"Ash, please don't tell anyone. Not even Michael. If he knew how messed up I was he would hate me. Just like mum." I told him.

"Mia, he wouldn't hate you. Mia, he loves with with all his heart and that wouldn't change. But I'm not gonna tell anyone. I promise." He tells me.

"Lets go out to the main area, yeah?" I asked. He nods. I roll down my sleeves so know one will see my arms. Ashton puts on a long sleeve shirt and we head out.

"Ashton, I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean to make you more upset. I was just scared and worried about you. I love you, mate. And I don't want to see you hurting yourself like that." Michael apologized. Ashton nodded and played Mario cart with Michael. Ashton sat on the floor in front of the coach. I sat on the couch beside Michael. I went back to playing with Ashton's hair.

"Do you guys want dinner?" Niall asks walking into our hotel room.

"Yea!" Everyone yells but me and Ashton.

"Ok, well Paul is getting us something. I'm just gonna text him and tell him to get you guys something to. Oh, and we are all coming down. The other boys are waking up front there naps." Niall told us.

"Ok, that's fine." Calum said.

"So is Ashton's hair that fun to play with? You have been playing with it for 20 minutes?" Asks Michael. I look at him.

"Ya know what, it is that fun to play with. Try it." I told Michael. He reaches over and plays with it.

"I don't find it that fun." He says.

"Well I do, so shush." I say. I stick my tongue out at him. And he sticks his out at me back. We just laugh. Right now in this very moment is the first time I have really felt like I belong. I feel like I'm one of them. And I know they count me as part of there family. And I count them as my family.
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(A/N- poor Ash. I cried writing this chapter. Hope y'all liked this chapter. If you did please vote. Love you guys! Bye!✌)