Good Girls Are Bad Girls {Sequel To Stuck In The Dark}

Knowing

What up everyone!! This chapter would have been up A LOT earlier if my computer hadn't spazzed out the other day :P Super annoying! But hey whatever because it's going up now! I would have done it in study hall but my school actually has wattpad blocked on the computers. Tumblr is too I think, I guess fangirling isn't allowed in schools XD well I do it anyway! 

I have a lot typed of the next chapter and hope to have it up really soon! :D Thank you guys for reading and don't forget to vote and leave a comment!! I do read ALL of the comments I get :D I love reading them! :) Thanks guys see you real soon!

WORD COUNT: 3126

MICHAEL'S POV

I hung up the phone with Autumn and returned to my moms hospital room where the rest of my friends were. I covered my face in my hands once I sat down next to her seemingly lifeless body. "Guys I can't do this anymore." I muttered tears forming in my eyes, god I can't seriously be crying. I shook my head standing up, "I'm going outside for a smok-"

"Again?" 

I turned my head to glare at Ashton who was frowning at me, "Yeah again," I barked walking out of the room. Storming through the halls of the hospital I held back everything in me, any emotions that I had building up in me so I wouldn't freak out. Once I got to my car I did what I've done at least six times now since I've been here. I smoked two cigarettes and chugged two beers that I keep in the back of my truck. I cracked my neck laying down in the back of my car, "Why me..." I mumble into the leather seats, I just shook my head before slamming my head into the seat and screaming into the leather. I stayed in the dark, I can't see anything I shouldn't see anything. I don't deserve to see anything, look at my life! I don't do anything; I can't do anything. I go to school then what? I have no plans or goals or any reason to be here. My dads dead, my girlfriend is better off without me and...my friends are too. Like Calum said they wouldn't even have to think of something like this if I hadn't come here, if I hadn't moved, if they didn't visit ME. Everything is my fault. That's when it hit me, everything would be better without me. I smiled into the leather feeling it move against my hot skin before lifting my face to take a long drag of my cigarette. I blew the smoke into rings and ran my fingers through my thick hair laughing. I need to re-dye my hair then don't I? Maybe I'll go for a darker color, that would look nice wouldn't it? I finished my cigarette and my mind was made up now, I'm just another loser, no one needs me. My father is gone, and my mother...they don't even know about her but it'll be easier for her to recover if I wasn't here to bother her. I stepped out of the car and almost fell over while slightly stumbling into the hospital. No one noticed, I've never stood out very much anyway especially when I was younger. All I had back then was my guitar, video games and Calum. That's all I've ever needed until now, I need more I need to be noticed and stand out, my hair was the best way I could express myself get people to see who I was. Yeah I became the neon haired kid that was in your math class but I was there now, compared to when I was just some kid who sat there silently. I became someone, and now I have to do that again. I smirked walking into my mother's hospital room, "Micha-"

"I know what I have to do." I slurred feeling the words practically fall from my mouth. 

"Michael you're drunk, stop." Luke stepped in front of me trying to stop my path. "Michael Gordon Clifford stop!" Luke tried to hold me back but I pushed him across the room.

"Michael what are you doing?" Calum asked making his way over towards me but I walked past the tray that had all the surgical tools on it swiping a scalpel. "Michael?" Calum tried to look around me but I put the scalpel in my pocket and turned towards my mom. "Michael!" 

"What?! What Calum?!" I yelled stomping my foot, "What the fuck do you want me to do!?" 

Calum stared at me and crossed his arms, "You're drunk."