Two worlds collide

Perfectly Imperfect pt 2

I wake up, it's still dark outside, I can hear the bats squawking in the nights silence, shit we fell asleep, mum is going to kill me! I grab my phone and turn it, being temporarily blinded by the bright light. Six missed calls from mum and a whole bunch of texts, saying shit like "Where are you? Call me!" I quickly type a text to her, making many spelling mistakes, having to constantly fix them, I'm still half asleep give me a break. SORRY! Fell asleep at Mitch's, he was really upset and I had to check up on him, I'm safe I promise, I'll be home first thing in the morning xx Love you mum.

I send it and lay back down, I turn to Mitch and look at him, he looks so peaceful, and he still has tear stains on his cheeks from when he was crying. I softly rub his cheek and kiss him on the forehead before putting my arm around his waist and holding him tightly. I fall asleep, my head laid on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat and it makes me feel safe and warm and fuzzy.

Something's poking my face. It's annoying. I flutter my eyes open and see Mitch smiling at me, cute as he always is, his dimples making him ten times cuter. I roll over and grunt playfully, pretending to be annoyed at the fact that he just woke me up. I hide my face in the pillow trying to muffle my giggling. A few seconds later I feel a warm body on my back. I turn my head and see Mitch in the corner of my eye, sitting on my lower back.

"Bro, why you gotta be so mean." I say playfully. He pokes his tongue out at me, then jumps off and lays next to me, making a weird noise as he lands. I grab my phone and see a text from my mum.

Not happy, you know you need to tell me where you're going, and you certainly know you're not allowed to stay at Mitch's! We'll talk when you get home

I laugh, and turn to Mitch.

"Mum's not very happy, I think she's gonna slay me when I get home, so if I die, I love you weirdo." I remark and sit up. I'm surprised his little sister hasn't come in yet. I get up and stretch, yawning as I do. Mitch gets up and hugs me from behind, kissing my cheek softly and whispering "I love you," into my ear. I turn around and kiss his forehead softly, "I love you too baby, I gotta get going or mum's going to kill me, I'll text you later okay?" I hug him tightly and kiss him softly before I quickly leave and power walk home, trying to get there as early as possible without being hit by a car.

I walk into the door, just before 8. Mum's sitting out the back having a smoke. I walk upstairs and plop down onto my bed. I'm still exhausted, I can't help but worry about what happened last night, he still won't tell me why he was so upset. I hear the door slide open and mum walks inside. Shit. I walk into the bathroom and lock the door, turning the shower on and blasting my music through my speaker. I sit on the shower floor, and burst into tears, I mean, I do struggle with depression and anxiety, and I never realised how much it actually affects other people, but last night, when I was Mitchell the way he was, I finally realised how much it hurts, I couldn't fucking bear the thought of him being upset, the way he was shaking and crying and sobbing, it was scary, it hurt so much, even the thought of something like that happening again sends chills up my spine. He's the only thing keeping me alive, and if I lose him I lose myself. The way he was last night was one of my worst fears. Seeing his so hurt and helpless, and knowing I couldn't do anything besides hold him tight and try to make him feel safe and protected and loved, but I don't know if it's enough to help him with what he's going through, I need to get him to tell me what happened.

I turn the shower off, and get out. I dry myself off and grab my phone and speaker. I put my stuff in my bedroom before hurrying downstairs to tell her I'm home and explain what happened. Hopefully I don't get into too much trouble. I sit next to her on the couch.

"I am so sorry, mitch was really upset so I went to check if he was okay and when I get there he was having a huge break down and couldn't stop crying and he was shaking and sobbing and screaming and oh my god mum I was so scared I didn't know what to do, he wouldn't tell me what was wrong. We were laying down and I was trying to calm him down and we fell asleep." I explain, taking a huge breath. I blurted it out so fast I'm not sure mum heard a word I said. She stares at me blankly for a few seconds.

"Is he okay now?" is all she can reply with. I shrug.

"I don't know, I have to call him soon once I finish talking to you, and try to figure out what happened." I explain. Mum nods softly, like she's still trying to take in everything I just said.

"Go and call him and make sure he's alright, I'll let you off this time because of the circumstances but don't think that means you can do it whenever you feel like it okay?" She replies sternly. I nod and sprint upstairs, grabbing my phone and calling 'My Weirdo'. A few rings later and he picks up.

"Hey baby, how are you feeling?" I ask nervously.

"Hi Maddi, I'm alright, thank you for coming over I really really needed you." He replies, his voice is shaky.

"It's alright baby, I told you that if you need me I'll always be right there no matter what." I remind him. "Can you tell me what happened, what made you so upset that you broke down?" I ask, I hope he is comfortable enough to open up about it, I really want to help you but I can't unless you tells me what's wrong?" Silence. It's like he's thinking.

"I-I can't say, do you trust me?" he replies, worry rushes through me and it feels like I've been hit by a brick.

"Of course I trust you baby, but why can't you say?" I ask. I mean, I thought he could tell me anything. I can tell him anything.

"I just can't, trust me on this, please baby." He begs me. I trust him, but I need to be able to help him.

"Okay baby, but please tell me as soon as you can." I reply, compromising.

"I will baby, I promise, just not yet." He replies.

"I love you so much, listen I have to go, I'll talk to you later on okay? I'll come and check on you later, stay strong and if you need me call me okay?" I explain.

"I love you so much too baby, I'll be okay, have a good day and I'll talk to you later, bye baby girl." He says and with that I hang up the call.

I walk into my twin's bedroom and sit on the bottom of her bed, asking her how her night was. We talk for a few minutes before I leave and go into my room. I am so tired, I think I might get a couple more hours sleep. I put my phone on charge before closing my eyes and snuggling up to my soft bunny teddy. Slowly I drift into a deep sleep, with nothing but my dreams to worry about.