Love hurts?

No more secrets

Joseph's POV

It's been over a week since all this happened. Michael and Ocean are still in separate rooms and their still in a bad way, but their getting better by the day and both back on their medication. I still don't know when or why this all happened, but I'm slowly starting to get little pieces from them. It's mainly when their rambling and alot of it doesn't make any sense, but for the past two days they've been alot more vocal and open.

After Kathrine finishes making breakfast I take it upstairs to take it up for Michael and Ocean. I go to Ocean first and we sit and talk for a moment then I leave her to eat her breakfast making sure the door is locked then  go to Michael and do the same thing unlocking the door then locking it behind me once I'm inside. "I don't want any food" he mumbles lying down on the bed. "you have to eat something. You didn't eat last night either.. Michael, we're not doing this to punish you" I tell him softly "but, deserve it" he croaks. "neither of you do. Your just sick right now, but your gonna get better you both will"

"we're always gonna be sick!.. And dirty!... we just wanted to forget" he sobs. "it's that why you taking that stuff? To forget? I ask softly and he nods. "and what did you want to forget?"

"that I'm a bad person" he mumbles "what makes you think your a bad person? So you've made a few mistakes, but so does everybody. That doesn't make you a bad person. I lost count of the amount of mistakes I've made in my life"

"nobody died though!" He says in a neutral tone. "nobody's died" I shrug confused. "Emma did.. And it's all my fault" I don't say anything and he starts crying and rambling again and I sit and listen as he breaks down and tells me everything that happened. "everytime she was around bad things always happened even when we were kids... i just wanted her to go away. I didn't want her to die!" He sobs "Michael, Emma didn't kill herself because of you" I sigh "she'd attempted suicide many times before that happened" I reassure him. I know him doing what he did obviously played a part in what happened that day, but I see can see in his eyes he's suffering enough without me saying it's all his fault. And I was telling him the truth about her being suicidal and her parents finding her many times.

"please don't tell Ocean. if she ever found out she won't love me and more!!! an and..."

"Sssh... Calm down" I soothe him wrapping my arms around him. "what do you mean bad things? I always thought you two got along when you were kids. You couldn't wait to go and play with her when we spent the summer's at uncle Luther's cottage..." Michael jumps suddenly and backs away, trembling slightly "what's wrong?" I ask softly and he shakes his head. "I-I don't wanna talk anymore" he stutters. "was it something I said?" I ask softly and he shakes his head. "can I come out now?" He asks ignoring the question. "not yet"

"well can I see Ocean? Please? I haven't seen her all week and I need her with me and needs me too" he croaks. "I'll take you in her room for a little bit, but then you go back in your own room ok?" I tell him sternly and he nods.

I take Michael's arm and lead him over to the room Ocean's in and Kathrine looks at me nervously Coming up the stairs. I unlock the door and Ocean is lay sobbing on the bed, then turns seeing Michael. I let go of his arm and they run over to each other wrapping their arms around each other and start crying. "I'll come back and check on you both in a moment" I say softly closing the door then locking it behind me. "Our you sure its safe to do that?" Kathrine whispers nervously. "their both back on their medications and are alot calmer now. If there's any problem we'll seperate them straight away" I whisper back and go downstairs with Kathrine.

I don't mention what Michael told me about Emma. Not because I'm ok with what's happened, but because it's not gonna help anybody. It won't bring Emma back and everybody's already suffered enough. It's still playing on my mind, the way Michael reacted when I mentioned the summer vacations we took with my brother at his cottage. He could have just been trembling from the withdrawal, but, the second I mentioned Luther's cottage he look terrified and froze up.