"Mom, dad I'm home!" I yell slamming the door behind me to emphasise my point.
It doesn't do anything though, the arguing continues as usual and I get no response.
"This excuse of a family is fucking pathetic Emilia!"
"And that's my problem because?"
"You're just irrelevant and useless,"
"I suppose you're not then huh? Do me a favour and cut the bullshit Rich,"
I don't hang around to hear the rest of the all too familiar argument which tends to run on an endless loop daily and run up the stairs to the comfort of my room; slamming and locking the door behind me.
I hide under the mass of bed covers and allow the sobs to escape my mouth as I open the Twitter app, heading straight for my DMs.
*send a direct message to @Michael5SOS*
@itsjustevie save me michael, save me from this nightmare I call reality and save me from my demons
27/11/22 16:33
@itsjustevie please Michael, see this and let me know it'll be okay
27/11/22 16:47
@itsjustevie tell me it gets better and that I wont be inside of this broken home forever
27/11/22 16:52
@itsjustevie cause I can't do this anymore :'(
27/11/22 16:54
YOU ARE READING
Twitter - Michael Clifford (completed)
FanfictionShe's alone, her heart breaks daily and he knows how that feels. So he promises himself that he'll be there for her, he'll be the one to save her. But can he really save her, when he needs saving too?
