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Can we please talk about how good Michael looks like this 😪💕 okay moving on...-----------
Before you read this chapter: this chapter has some triggering things in it so if your sensitive please don't read it, there will be a recap in the next chapter. You have been warned.
-----------Finally the first week of school is over. I guess this school year is okay so far. Now it's Saturday & Michael is coming over because we have a science project... already. He was supposed to be here 20 minutes ago, i swear he is the slowest person in the world. I guess I'll just text him.
To Michael 🙈: HURRY UP you're such a snail oh my lord.
Of course he would add a monkey emoji.
From Michael 🙈: I'm sorry I'm putting on pants Jesus I'll be there in 10
He lives 2 houses down from me apparently so that's cool but seriously 10 what? Minutes? Hours? Years? He's so confusing. My thoughts got interrupted by the front door swinging open & a newly green haired Michael running in.
"I've known you for a week & you already walk in like you own my house. oh no. OH BUT YOUR HAIR AHH!" i screamed the ending because it was the best thing ever.
I ran up to him and started petting, yes petting, his hair because my favorite color is green & I'm so excited.
"We should probably do our project..." Michael coughed awkwardly and i led us upstairs to my room. I'm glad my mom is working today because I'm not even close to ready to explain that story to him.
Michael decided to lay on my bed & I've basically been trying to make a poster board about exploding coke when you put mentos in it by myself.
"You know, as cute as you look laying there, you could help me." whoops i said the cute part out loud. Oh well.
"But i don't wanna" he whined.
I figured he wasn't gonna get up so i decided to call Ashton, he knows how to get Michael to do anything.
"I'll be right back" i told Michael so i could go tell Ashton the problem with Mikey. Mikey? Yea i like that. That's his new name.
Michael's POV
"I'll be right back" Lissa told me while i was laying on her bed. I really like her room because there's band posters & cool stuff.
I decided to get up & explore because i didn't know what she was doing so i figured it's now or never. I saw the edge of a journal underneath her bed & grabbed it & turned to the first page which read; Alyssa's journal DO NOT TOUCH. Of course now i had to touch it.
I was looking through the pages & i saw half written what i think were songs & stories. Then i saw a note crumbled in the middle. I unfolded it & i nearly cried at what i read,
I know i don't belong here anymore, who wants a girl who just gets abused & bullied in the world. No one. Maybe that's why everyone left. Normally to help this i just grab my blade but this time it's not working. I don't want help & i don't want to be here.
Lexi, if you find this i love you so much & i know you probably don't care because we're fighting and this is stupid but please don't hate me. Xx
(A/n i wasn't friends with Anna yet)Mom, i love you & i know you abuse me & that's probably why you want me gone but i still love you & I'm sorry. I guess this is goodbye. X
Goodbye. ~Alyssa
She's such a bubbly person, how could this have happened. Oh no she's coming back. I quickly hid the notebook but stuck the note in my pocket. Someday I'll have to talk to her about it but now's probably not a good time.
Alyssa's POV
"Ashton talked to your mom & she said to help me or you're not aloud to play video games when you get home." I told Mikey when i got back in my room. I may have lied about the whole video game thing but ash told me too so i did. And guess what? It worked.
"Ugh fine I'll help. Wait you called Ashton? What the heck?!"
"You weren't helping i had to do something!" i argued & he didn't reply. I win. Hehe.
1 hour later & all we have accomplished is half of the board. Then i felt something wet on my face i looked over at Mikey & saw that he had a paint brush in his hand that he just painted my cheek with. He wasn't getting away with this. I grabbed a paint brush & instantly he started running.
"come back here ass hole i need to paint your face!!" i screamed as i ran after him.
I caught up to him & tackled him. Yes tackled. I took my paintbrush & painted his shirt & his face.
"You look weird" i said when i finished my 'painting'.
"No shit" he frowned at me. I was just dying laughing, i honestly thought i was gonna die right then & there.
We ended up watching Netflix with the paint still on our faces but now it's stating to get all hard & crumbly. Ew.
"I'm gonna go wash this off, it feels gross" i told Mikey as i stood up.
"Wait, we look cute let me take a picture" he pulled out his phone & took a picture with us both making duck faces because why not?
It took 30 minutes but we finally got all of the paint off. I had to help Michael because he was being stupid & not using the sponge because it 'felt weird'.
"I should probably go home it's 10p.m" Mikey said to me while we were laying in my bed watching pretty little liars because i forced him too. In all honesty i didn't want him to leave this was one of the best days I've had in a long time. But then again my mom will be home soon & that would be a disaster I'm sure she's gonna come home drunk, as always.
"Yea sure, I'll see you on Monday. Text me!" i hugged him & he left.
Today was really fun. I already know Lexi & Anna will be asking about it tomorrow but right now i need to sleep so i can finish the project tomorrow.
As i lie in bed i was thinking about the day & only then did i realize that at one point today i wanted to kiss him. No. I can't fall for him not after what happened. I'm not falling for him. And with that thought my eyes fell shut & i slept.
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This chapter probably sucks but yea lol. Chapter 2! i love you guys & thanks for reading... Feedback would be nice :)
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Fanfic"My walls are falling apart Michael, don't you understand that?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ P.s sorry i suck at writing P.p.s this book deals with self harm & suicide so please don't read the chapters that have warnings if you are easily triggered...