Already Broken (Magcon And 5sos Fanfic) {discontinued}

Chapter 12

*Chris's POV*

For 4th period we have science and only Matthew is in that class. Thank budda.

We got into the class without going to our locker since we basically cleaned it out already. We sat down at our lab stations that were also our tables. We waited until the bell rung but that won't happen for another 3 minutes.

We were having a argument on which is better: a puppy or a kitten.

"Kittens are WAY better guys. You can cuddle it and it's not as vicious as dogs. And also you can sleep with it in your arms." Mikey argued.

"But thy puppy is hyper, cuddly and amazing so thy puppy is the best." Calum argued back in a old English accent.

"Guys, guys I think we can all agree that the penguin is the best." Luke said. I nodded. Hey I gotta side with him. They're the best.

"Bu-" Calum got cut off by the bell ringing. I stuck my tounge out at Calum and he did the same to me. I watched as everyone walk into the class room and when Matt came into the room we made eye contact but I looked away as fast as I can.

I hoped that nothing will happen this period.

*Mikey's POV*

"Class today you can do whatever you want as long as the volume stays low." Mr. Rods explained to the us. We all nodded.

I didn't want to talk to the lads since something has been bothering me all day. All I could was stare at a wall and pretend to be happy. The lads were having a conversation about who knows what and Chris was just staring at a wall.

I know how she feels. My family left me to fend for myself when I was young. My mum was a alcohol addict and my father was really never there in my life. I remember getting beat everyday by my mum.

She would come home drunk everyday and beat me till I would pass out. I'm surprised that I'm still alive. Yes I use to cut sadly. I still am but I need to put Chris's needs first. She's so young. She doesn't need this shit in her life.

My dad would just come home for a day every once a month but I would never see him cause he's home when I was at school. I've never got to see my dad. I only have a blurry memory when I was very young when everything was perfect. But that day when my dad decided to leave was when everything started.

He left me with mum. She became a alcoholic. He would come check up on me but I was never there to check up on. My mum would pretend that everything was perfect without him. He would call ahead before he came and visited. That gave her time to make sure she was sober and clean the house. She would lie to him about everything.

One day he stopped coming to check up on me. I was only 9. The beating got so bad that I would sometimes wake up with a small pool of blood around me.

On my 10th birthday it was the worst day of my life.

Flashback

I woke up to a sunny day. OH MY GOD IT'S MY BIRTHDAY. I hope that dad will come and celebrate my birthday with me. I hope mum doesn't drink today. Today is a Saturday so no school. WOOOO HOOO.

Maybe I can go to Luke's house today. I got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. I brush my teeth, took a shower and got dressed. I wore my Mario t-shirt with some sweat pants. I went to go check up on mum to see if she's awake. But first I needed to call Luke's mum to have her pick me up.

Once I was done and she said yes, I crept into my mum's room to see her smoking. "Mum today's my birthday." I said happily. "So what Michael. I don't care." She slurred. Oh no she's drunk again. She got up and walked towards me. I backed up.