Hell Above//mgc

Chapter 24

With heaven above you, there's hell over me

Allison's POV

'Stay away from Michael you fat bitch!"

'Go starve yourself, you're a pig!"

'Go cut yourself and die!"

'Do us a favor and kill yourself thanks!"

The hate is nonstop. It's everywhere. Online, when I go outside, I can't escape it. I wipe away the tears that have fallen already and get out frommy bunk. I go to my suitcase and rummage around looking for my blade. I quickly found it and locked myself inside the bathroom. I put the blade against my wrist, not caring if blood gets on my clothes, and drag it across. I did this multiple cutting deeper each time, until a knock on the door stopped me.

"Allison?" I heard Michael call from the other side.

"Yeah?" I asked, trying to make it sound like I wasn't crying.

"Shit, Allison, open up the door!"

"Why?"

"Because you're not okay! I need to make sure you're okay." He said, whispering the last part.

"I'm not worth it." I sniffled.

"Yes you are." I then heard him picking the lock. There's no way to stop him now. He opened the door and scooped me up into his arms.

"Why do you even like me?" I whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"You could be dating a model, but you chose me. The girl who's been living a nightmare."

"Because you're you. There's really no other way to put it." He said.

"But you're living the life of your dreams, and I'm living the life of my nightmares." I explained, my crying finally slowing down.

"That doesn't mean we can't be together. I'm in love with you Allison, and there's nothing that can happen to stop that." Michael said and kissed the top of my head.

"I'm in love with you too, Michael. I'm sorry." I sighed.

"It's not your failt. Now, come on, let's get you cleaned up." He said while grabbing my hand gently and pulling me up. Michael led me to the sick and put my wrist under the cool water. It stung at first, but eventually the sensation went away. Michael then got out a bottle of that liquid stuff you put on your wounds.

"Do you have to use that?" I asked. I didn't want it because it'll sting like a bitch.

"Yes." He sais simply and poured the stuff over my wrist. I instantly hissed in pain. "Shhh it's okay." Michael rubbed my back to comfort me. After a few moments, it didn't sting anymore. Michael got out some of that medical gauze wrap and began wrapping my arm with it. He then got some medical tape, so the wrap would stay in place. I then helped him clean up the mess and we walked out. I found Michael's sweatshirt and slipped that on so no one would see my arms. I went to my bunk and already saw Michael laying down in it. I crawled in next to him, and layed my head on his chest.

"You better get some sleep, you had a long day." He whispered and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and went to sleep instantly.