Georgia hasn't left her bed in a week. She laid there helplessly crying and ignoring everything. She regrated moving here, she regretted talking to Calum, if she knew how bad he was she would have never talked to him. She squinted her eyes; she didn't want to think about him she couldn't think about him.
There was a knock on her door. Georgia sat up and stared at her feet "who's there?" she asked. The door opened and there stood her dead mother "are you feeling any better, sweetheart?"
Georgia shook her head
Andrea sighed, "Do you want anything?"
Georgia shook her head.
"You have to eat" Andrea said, "You're getting weak"
"Mum I always was weak" Georgia muttered. Andrea frowned "No you weren't" she walked over to the bed, sitting at the end "you were a strong girl. You were an amazing and brought brightness to everyone's day. You stood up for yourself you saw the best in everyone now you're just broken"
Georgia snorted thinking that was the cheesiest thing ever
"Hey get up and get dressed I hate looking at you like this"
Georgia shook her head "I'm good"
"I wasn't asking how you were I'm asking you to get dressed"
Georgia shook her head "I said I'm good"
"Just get bloody dressed" Andrea groaned, walking out the door and slamming it annoyed at her daughter.
Georgia stood up walking to the wardrobe lazily, grabbing some sweats and a white tank top. She pulled down her pyjama bottoms kicking them off at the end. She pulled her shirt over her head then grabbed the white tank top and putting it on. She then put her sweats on.
"You could've changed you underwear-"
Georgia screamed, turning around to face Michael standing there with a smirk on his face. Georgia rolled her eyes and scoffed "fuck off" she mumbled.
"Or your bra might have been nice" Michael teased. Georgia walked over to her desk, grabbing her book and chucked it at Michael.
"Hey" Michael chuckled "I was joking and violence never solved anything"
"Joking my ass" Georgia said walking to bed and flopping down on it like a starfish. "Are you just going to lay here in bed all day" Michael asked
"Yup" Georgia smiled "you have to do something" he said sitting down.
"Mmm I'm good"
"Come on" Michael smiled
"Nope" She said popping the p
He sighed "is your head better?"
Georgia nodded
"Can you answer me with more then one syllable?"
She shook her head and Michael groaned pushing her over so he could lie next to her "you're annoying" he said poking her squishy cheeks
"You're more annoying" Georgia replied
Michael put his hand to his heart "ouch I'm hurt"
"Shut it dead boy" Georgia sighed closing her eyes
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No"
"Then.... What do you want to do?" he asked
"Netflix and Dil?"
"What the fuck is that"
Georgia laughed being the first time she had genuinely smiled in a while.
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Calum sat in the basement and stared at the ground. He longed for the feeling of pain, the pain of metal scrapping across his skin. He loved the feeling of it and he also loved killing people. The pain in the victim makes him smile so does the pain of seeing family and friends mourn the death of the victim. But now he regretted all the pain, he felt pain all over him and he didn't like it one bit. He felt Heartbroken.
"You deserve it" Mali said. Calum rolled his eyes "piss off"
"No" Mali smirked "you deserve every single thing she has told you.
"I know" Calum muttered
"She never even loved you" Mali smiled
Calum felt a strange hurting in the pit of his stomach. He put his hand over his stomach, groaning. Mali giggled, "I think she likes Michael" Calum's pain grew and he groaning got louder "stop" He yelled
"No" Mali screamed "you deserve it you deserve it" she sang
"SHUT UP"
"Finally, you get to feel the pain" she laughed "you so fucking deserved it"
Calum punched the ground "Fuck off"
"You're crying" Mali smirked
"No I'm not," Calum muttered
Mali walked closer, bringing her finger to his cheek. Calum flinched "See?" she smirked
Calum didn't look at her. "She makes you feel and act human" Mali snickered "that only happens when you love her but she doesn't-"
"Just go away," Calum sobbed, digging his head into his knees.
"Okay chill" Mali smirked walking to the stairs. She stopped and turned her head "by the way I heard she wanted to Netflix and chill with Michael"
Calum had no idea what that meant, "That means she's fucking him" she called from the hallway.
Calum clenched his jaw, rushing to the stairsafter her.
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Murder House ➳ Calum Hood
FanficAnd all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me" I can't help this awful energy Goddamn right, you should be scared of me Who is in control?