Runaway Sister

Crap...five months...

Chlo's P.O.V.

I walked out of my closet and into my room where the lights were on and the curtains closed. Alex sat on my bed eating a taco and had a happy look on her face as she eyed to taco. She's strange some times. I sat on my bed and grabbed a taco, they were cold by now but I didn't care. Now I have this habit that if I'm nervous I'll eat. I starred at my blanket while chewing my taco.

"So Chlo could you tell me why you looked like a ghost when you saw those boys?" Alex said grabbing my attention away from my blanket. I was now looking her in the eye. Her right eyebrown was raised in a questioning manor. I got up and went to my door. I opened and looked in the hall, no one was there. I shut the door and locked it from the inside. I walked over to my bed, ready to tell her my past.

I took a deep breath. "OK do you want me to start from the beginning?" I asked looking up at her, she nodded wanting me to continue. I took another deep breath then paused.

"My birth name is Chloe Mendes, yes I was Shawn Mendes sister. I ran away and faked my death, I also changed my name and my apperance. I meet Mikey about five months ago. He's my bestfriend, I couldn't stand to live with the Mendes or be one any more to I ran away......" I looked at my blanket, picking at in not looking at Alex. With out looking up I heard her ask why.

"I did it because those boys that are out there, use to bully me, my brother also use to bully me. I delt with that for at least four years. I started getting beatings after the first Magcon started. We moved to Cali and I thought it would be all better. It just got worse. I meet Mikey at the coffee shop we both use to work at. He moved here with me. And I thought I left that life behind me. I thought I would never see those boys again.........." I lowed my head and felt tears falling down my face onto my blanket. The bed shifted and Alex came over to me and hugged me.

"I'm sooo sorry so so sorry...." She said into my shoulder. I nodded I couldn't speak my words were caught up in my throught. She was going to say something but there was an aggressive knock on the door. I got up and unlocked my door and opened it. Infront of me stood a very angry Mikey.

"My room now" He said through gritting teeth then walked to his room. I turned towards Alex whos eyes were puffy.

"Looks like I'm in trouble with Daddy Murphy...." I said showing a fake half smile. She didn't responde. I walked out the door and down the hall. I could hear loud laughter and chatter from the living room. Their in my apartment, crap. I speed walked to Mikey's room and he opened the door. I walked in rubbing my arm. I sat on his bed, my head haning low. He walked over to me and I could see his feet just inches from mine.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Mikey said through gritting teeth as he grabbed ahold of my chin forcefully and yanked it up, hard.

"Ouch Mikey that hurts...."I whimpered, a few tears slidding down my face.

"I don't give a fuck, your were being an asshole to my friends! There nice people! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!? THERE HERE TO COMFORT ME AND HELP ME FEEL BETTER BECAUSE IM INJURIED!!!!" Mikey was now yelling, I started tearing up as bad memorize flooded into my head. I whipped my tears, and before he could yell at me some more I ran past him and opened the door. Five boys fell on their butts. I musta looked like crap. Taylor tried hugging me but I pushed him away with all my strength and ran to my bedroom shutting the door and locking it. I jumped on my bed and started crying into my pillow.

Alex just sat there rubbing my back, I didn't want to talk and I'm happy she knew that. I felt a sudden urge to do something I haven't done in a long time. Cut. I got up and walked to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Alex asked, her voice said she was scared.

"I'm just gonna use the bathroom..." I lied, I didn't want to ever tell anyone that ever. I walked into the bathroom and grabbed the razor from the shower. I broke it and grabbed the blades. I took the first one and put my arm over the sink.