Is It Okay If We Are Together?

Chapter Six Trigger warning

~Michael's P.O.V~

I felt the warm blood trickle down from my knuckles. I must have split them open when I punched the new hole in the wall. Your NOT his love, He wants to do you and that's it. He doesn't love you back. These thoughts drowned out everything else. I felt numb to the world. Like it wasn't actually me, just me watching someone else. But it was, I could still feel the pain. 

"I need to do something...anything to feel something again' I stood up and walked to my drawer, still feeling like it wasn't me. I reached into my drawer with the same practisied movements. I grabbed a hold of the sharp switchblade and ran my finger over the smooth surface and flinched as I felt the fresh cut in my finger. I picked it up and started to run it across my skin is one fluid motion. I repeated this while walking to the door.

'What am I doing? STOP! DON'T OPEN THAT DOOR YOU DONUT!' I internally screamed at myself. I walked to the door while still running the blade over my arm. I couldn't stop myself but i knew unlocking it was the best to do. or else... there would be no more of me for Gavin to play. I unlocked it and walked to the other side of the bed, sitting down and facing the wall. I braced myself as he walked in, now noticing the silent sobs that seemed to wrench my heart out of my body. Now I wait.

~Gavin's P.O.V~

I heard a soft click from the door and scrambled to my feet. I quickly shoved it open and held my breath scared of what I might see. I saw the scattered paint on the floor and the drawer still slightly ajar. Finally I saw my little Michael on the bed with his back to me. I rushed to him and my eyes wdien in shock at the sight before me. 

"M-Mi-cool, what have you done to yourself?" I asked as I held his arm out a bit. He writhed but at the moment I couldn't care less about that. I pulled him to his feet and slung him over my shoulder. I carried him to the bathroom and chuckled a bit when I noticed he didn't even try to stuggle. I sat him on the toilet lid and rummaged through his cupboards. Finally I found what I needed. I grabbed the peroxide and  poured basically the contents of the bottle onto his arm not caring about the mess.

He hissed in pain and skirmed but I held him still. As the peroxide bubbled down I quickly wrapped a tight band of gauze over his arm. I then noticied his knuckled and knew gauze wouldn't help that. I again rummaged through his drawers and found a needle. I wripped the gauze into a thin strip and put it through the hole of the needle and gave the remaining gauze to Michael.

"Put this in your mouth. I don't want you to bite your toungue off you dizzle," I said and smiled at his chuckle.

"That's not a word you butt-munch." He said and smiled before shoving the gauze in his mouth.

"Yes it is Mi-cool!" I insisted. He rolled his eyes and i couldn't help but mutter whatever at him.  "Ready?" I asked tentivaly and he nodded bracing himself. I quickly sewed up his knuckle and and pulled him into a hug. "Don't you ever do that again." I whispered to him and we sat there soothing each other...

~A/N~ I'n sorry this probably sucked but its late and i had a giant test to do today that has been stressing me out for a week and ughhh. Okay well im sorry if this tugged at heartstrings but i'm not the happiest person right now so well um sorry. If you have any suggestions or even want to draw the cover for this messgage or comment. okay well vote, comment, and all of that. baiii~