Why I'm Gone, mgc

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"Your mom, Emma Jean, she picked you up the next morning. She thanked me, and carried you into the car. And so when you left of course I went to Luke's, tried to talk some sense into him- it was a bad idea," he shook his head, a shaky sob escaping his lips. "The things he said- they were bad. I can't even repeat them... He hit me, hit me against the wall. He locked me in his garage... I climbed out the window, bloody and injured... The neighbor boy, I think his name was Ashton, he saw me and was stunned, called the hospital and drove me there. He stayed with me- for a week. I told you I missed that week because I had the flu... I didn't. I was in the hospital- and you never knew."

Thoughts scrambled through my head and I was sure by now this was meant for me, but I still don't remember the boy at all.

"And then Junior year rolled along. That was probably the hardest- because you were taking most of your AP classes online and so I was alone at school. Alone for Luke and the gang to harass me. And it was bad, really bad. I had to watch my back when changing to avoid people taking pictures and posting them like before, I had to hold my neck in the hall so if Calum or Luke pushed me and I ran into a locker I wouldn't get a concussion or break my neck, I had to stay silent and say nothing. I had to be invisible, and if I wasn't there was nothing I could do. After they saw me hell broke loose. And hell is not an over exaggeration, it was hell, Bella.

And I never told you. I mean- you already had so much going on. Your mom and dad were getting in a divorce, you had tons of homework- not to mention the fact you had everything planned out. Your whole future was a perfect slate of straight a's and college graduations, and I was so proud of you.  I wanted nothing more than to experience it with you... But I was a burden. I didn't want you to have to carry me on your shoulders because I was pretty heavy and you were so small compared to me... So I pushed myself away again.

It was the last quarter of junior year when Luke asked you to junior prom, and everyone was shocked. Not anyone as much as me, though. But I think what shocked us most was when you said yes. You told me later it was pressure, but I'm not so sure. I got up, right then, and I ran home. I ran home screaming because you had no idea I had a sign up in my room and cake and chocolates because you were going to come over and I would ask you... And now I couldn't. I went home and tore it all down, crying of course. Went home and watched old videos of us, looking at old pictures and realizing that we weren't meant to be together or we would be by now. Fate didn't want us together, I did. And I just wish you loved me as I do you, but that's impossible. I allowed myself to fall so in love with you, I was In clouds. But then I got shot down, and the big falls hurt the most. Take it from someone who falls constantly- this hurt more than any burn or cut on my skin. This was heartbreak, something foreign to me, and it hurt a lot more then I was expecting. As if I had been shot, a large piece of my heart coming out and you took it with you." He licked his lips, sighing.

fuck this story's getting deep as hell heartbroken Michael is my weakness nooo -Fran