Hell Above//mgc

Chapter 18

Allison's POV

Everything's getting too much. The hate is everywhere. And then the voices just keep getting stronger. I'm beginning to give up.

Michael and I got home at about 7 in the morning. When I got home, I immediately went on Twitter and saw hate and everything. Now, I'm looking for my blade in my bag so I could cut. I felt something sharp and grabbed it. I went into the bathroom and locked the door. I slid down onto the tile floor, sobbing into my hands. How do people tolerate me?

I stripped of my pants and shirt and brought the blade up to my stomach. I dragged it across hard and fast, watching the blood ooze out. I continued to do this until there were puddles of blood surrounding me. I'm such a freak. I fuck everything up. I can't even be happy without feeling guilty. I cleaned everything up and got redressed. I walked out of the bathroom and put my blade back where I keep it.

Michael told me that he was going to Lashton's room and that everyone would be there. Not wanting to be alone right now, I walked over to their room that's a few doors down. I knocked and waited for someone to open it.  Eventually, I heard footsteps, and the door opened, revealing Luke.  I walked in and saw everyone sitting in the living room.

"Who wants to get drunk!?" I shouted.

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"Give me the strongest thing you've got." I told the bartender, slamming my hands onto the counter.

"You sure you can handle it?" He asked.

"Yes, now give it." He sighed and made the drink for me. When he finished, I took it from him and chugged it down. I wanted to come here to get wasted, and that's what I'm gonna do. I drank and drank until everything became a haze and I didn't know what the fuck was going on, until something happened.

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Michael's POV

Everyone's drunk except for me. For once, I'm actually smart. This is new. I was alone sitting at a table wondering where the fuck are my friends. I looked over and saw Luke and Ashton sat at the bar. I then looked at the dance floor to see Calum and Izzy making out. Gross. I can never forget that. I looked all around the club, but Allison's no where to be found. I begin to panic and begin searching for her. She's not on the dance floor or the bar. She's not at a table, where the fuck is she!? I then left the building and search outside.

"Please, stop." I heard someone cry.

"No one can hurt my girl." She's not even mine what am I thinking?  I go into the alley where I heard the cry and see Allison pushed against a wall by some guy who was sexually harassing her.

"Shut up bitch and get on your knees." The guys said.

"Get off of her!" I exclaimed. The guy turned around and looked at me.

"Oh yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?" I then punched the guy in the face making him fall to the ground. I grabbed Allison by the arm and dragged her away from that place. We eventually stopped in a deserted place. Allison immediately fell into my arms and began to sob. I led her to the ground and held onto her.

"It's alright, it's going to be okay." I whispered in her ear. She continued to cry, until eventually she stopped.

"Thank you Mikey." She sniffled.

"There's no need to thank me."

"Yes there is, if you weren't there, that man could've done horrible things to me." She whispered.

"It's all over now.  Let's get you home."

Next Morning

Allison's POV

I woke up the next morning to a killer headache. Memories of last night began flashing back and I almost started crying again. I'm a filthy piece of shit. I got out of bed and rummaged around for Advil or something.

"Looking for this?" I turned around and saw Michael holding two Advil and a glass of water.

"Oh thank god." I took the pills from him and immediately swallowed them down.

"You good now?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm good.  Thanks."

"Cuddle?" He asked. I nodded my head in agreement and we climbed into the bed.

"Thanks again for last night." I said while facing him.

"It's fine, I'm just glad I got there in time."

"It was horrible." I whispered.

"I know, baby girl, but it's over now. Nothing happened and that's all that matters." Michael said while holding me closer and tighter. We sat in silence, until there was a knock on the door. 

"I'll get it." I said no got up and opened the door. Behind it was a nervous looking Ashton.

"Can I talk to you alone?" He asked.

"Um yeah, hold on." I ran inside and got my phone and money.

"I'm going out, I'll be back." I told Michael.

"Okay, bye!" I then walked out the door to Ashton. We made our way downstairs and went to Starbucks, which was around the corner. I order myself a drink, as did Ashton. We got our drinks and sat down.

"What did you what to talk to me about?" I asked.

"I fucked Luke." He blurted out. I almost spit out my drink in his face, but luckily I kept it in.

"You what?!"" I whispered.

"I don't know how it happened. I don't even remember. All I remember is waking up in my bed next to Luke naked. We were both totally wasted, and he's not gonna remember. What do I do?" Ashton rambled close to tears.

"Ashton, it's gonna be okay.  Just breathe. Luke's gay too, so it won't be too big of a deal.  But you are gonna have to tell him." I said.

"I know, I will, just not now.  Soon though."