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A\N FLUFFY (SLIGHTLY ANGSTY) CHAPTER ❤️😇
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Mikes POV
Oh god..
Oh god!
I know something awful has happened, I just know it. I bang on the door more. It's not budging. A momentary surge of anger makes me punch the door full force leaving a sizable dent and bleeding, ripped knuckles. I'm not bothered. I need to get to el. My el. everyones shouting at me to stop from behind, but they're barely audible. If anything has happened to el like I think it has I'm going to die. Literally die. I cannot live without my baby. My Golden Girl.
I kick the door. It splinters.
Again.
I'm almost through.
One more and I'll-
Arms. About 3 pairs around me, pulling me away.
"No- no, please, you don't understand, she's... she's in there, el, els in there, I can't... she's... please- I need to~" I intended my voice to come out strong and demanding but it and out weak and pleading, breaking. I don't know when I started crying either but now tears are streaming down my face so much I can't see.
"Please, I need to..." I'm rambling now, jumbles of pleas and begging, a last ditch attempt to get them to let me go.
No Such Luck.
***
Roughly two hours later, I wake up. I need to get to el.
I wander around for a bit; this isn't the room I was in last time.
I see a nurse pass by. I'd memorized els room number, so I should be fine.
"S'cuse me? Yeah, where's~"
There's a voice down the corridor and...
That voice...
No.
No it's not...
oh god please no.

Els POV
Wha-?
Where..?
Oh.
The hospital. I heard mike, or was that just in my mind?
I open my eyes.
Is that?
"Jack?"
He jumped a little and looked up, his hand clasping mine. I looked down at out fingers intertwined and it made me feel sick. I shouldn't be doing this with anyone who isn't mike. But I'm too weak to pull away. Jack shuffled up and pressed a kiss to the nape of my neck. I feel nauseous as it is. This whole scenario has made me see how toxic jack really is and I can't bare him touching me anymore. I feel like crying. Where's mike?
"It's ok I know you've been scared without me," He said, pulling me into his chest. I remember loving the warmth and smell that radiates off of him but now it's the worst thing in the world. I know something else is wrong too though. Something a lot lot bigger and something I know the doctors missed. Inside my head. I need mike now. Like, right now.
"But I'm here now," he said. He cupped my cheeks and pulled me to his eye level, hurting my back massively.
"Jack you're hurting me~"
"Shhhh baby it's okay... you don't have to be with him anymore... he's gone. You can have me now." I'm disgusted. Genuinely, good and properly disgusted. I try and shove him off but he drags me closer. The pain Jesus...
"Jack! Jack stop! You're hurting me, Jack please! No! Jack~" he muffled my crying pleas with a stomach churning kiss, wet and disgusting. I use all my force and shove him off and swing a literal jaw crunching punch straight in the face. My hand hurts like shit and I move as far away from him as I can. He looks up at me, rage now behind his eyes. How did I not see this side of him before?
"You~" he started, getting up and raising his arm making me cower further.
"Are one awesome motherfucker!" Dustin yelled, jumping into my room with wide eyes an a massive grin, cutting jack off. I pull my injured fist to my chest still staring at Jack, terrified, when Mike appears behind Dustin and my heart stops. Oh my wow.
If I could take a picture... his hair was really curly and dangling in his eyes in need of a good cut but he looked cute as all hell, hospital clothes hanging off of his skinny body his eyes wide and framed by thick wet eyelashes.
My beautiful broken boy.
He rushed forward and pulled me so close...
this time the pain was so much more than worth it. I melted into his touch and sighed, tears coming on fast. My neck began to dampen and I realized mike was crying too.
"I missed you so much," he barely breathed, voice vulnerable and broken, making him sound so much younger than 17, head laid on my chest like a little kid. He pulled back a bit and looked at my hand. Oh. My hand. I forgot about that but I now have stitches in the long, deep cut.
"Oh baby no... no... oh please don't do this to yourself, not ever," he whispered, peppering the cut with kisses. I cry harder, so ashamed that I could put my baby through this.
I hear jack move and I jolt up away from mike and go stiff. I know mikes here but he's in no state to be protecting me right now. Mike and I stare wide eyed as he towered above me. I cowered back but he just glared venomously. Dustin was leaning against the doorframe looking chill but I could see his tensed muscles and I knew he was ready to spring into action at any given second if jack made a move on us. But he didn't. He stalked off, staring at Dustin who gave a tiny grin and held his foot out slightly just before jack stepped out of the door. Needless to say jack face planted the wall, a bit of blood coming from his split lip and broken nose. I sniggered and when Dustin said: "I'll leave you two to it," with a wink and a bow and a grin before leaving the room, I started laughing, as did mike. After around 10 minutes we calmed down, him laying between my legs, head on my stomach with my fingers twisted in his hair.
"Mike there's something wrong... with me. Inside." I say, trying to vocalize what I've been thinking since I woke up the first time round. He looks up. He looks tired and I don't want to burden him with this anymore but I've said something now so there's no going back. He moves up and sits cross legged in front of me, our noses a few inches apart.
I look down.
"I... I feel different. Bad." I meet his eyes. He looks terrified.
"No no, not like too bad," I stay quickly, trying to be reassuring. "Just... just... Well I don't know. I just know that I've changed somehow, something isn't right and I don't know what." His eyes are wide and frantically searching my face. I feel my face get hot and I start to tear up.
"And I..." my voice is now thick and cracking. "I feel weak and sad and I don't know what's wrong with me..." the tears start coming now.
"Shhh baby it's going to be ok..." he moved up so he was beside me and I curled into his side, burying my head as deep in his shoulder as it would go. We cried together, Mike trying to hide it for my sake, leaning against my head and stroking gentle circles on my back and hand, wrapping his legs loosely around mine.

Mikes POV
I know what's wrong with El.

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