Adopted by 5SOS

Pain and suffering!

Luke's pov

Jess: STOP! STOP NO-

Michael throws a fist, hitting jess right in the eye. she drops to the floor. I quickly get down on my knees and start to look at Jess's eye. it looked bad.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"

He looked shocked. he just backed up slowly then ran to the bathroom.

Calum: PARTYS OVER! GO HOME!

I'm now dialing 911.

Man: 911 what's your emergency?

"My sister just got punched in the eye and passed out on the floor!"

Man: ok we will send an ambulance down now.

Then I ended the phone call and ran to the bathroom as Calum put ice on her eye. I didn't knock. I just opened the door. then I saw michael on the floor...

Michael: WHAG DO U WANT?!

"We need to talk... now!"

Flashback

"Michael stop!"

Michael turned around from having a make out session with some girl.

Michael: why? Why?!

He pushed me against the wall.

"You barley know this girl!"

Michael: bug I do what I want!

Now he pushes me to the floor. so I get up and push him back. then he throws a punch and I fight back.

End of flashback

Michael: I don't want to talk now.

"Well your going to! Wether you like it or not!"

Michael: fine! Ok! I jet it! I barley know this girl but I was drunk!

"Well you need to stop getting so waisted and start paying attention to what your doing! you punched jess while trying to fight me because I was trying to help you! Do you understand how childish and stupid that was michael?!"

Michael: I GET IT. STOP GUILTING ME! IM ONLY HUMAN! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!

I walk out of the room. I go to jess who was still on the floor so I lifted her onto the couch. Then I heard a scream of pain.

Calum's pov

There was a terrible scream. I went running to the bathroom and tried to open it but it was locked.

"Michael open the door now or I will!"

Michael: no way hood! Just go away!

I run up to ashton grab his key card and open the bathroom door.

"M..m..michael?"

Michael is sitting on the floor with a bloody blade in his hand and cuts all across his arm. blood was all over the floor were he was.

Ashton: ok we are going to the hospital. meet us there ok. he yelled

"Ok"

I waited a minute then continued.

"W..why?"

Michael looked down to his arm.

Michael: because I fucking hate my life. all I ever get is hate and depression and I'm sick and tired of this life I have.

"How long?"

Michael looks away and doesn't respond.

"HOW LONG?!"

Michael: once every month for 4 months now.

I started to cry thinking of my friend... no my brother... wanted to die.

"Michael you my brother... and I don't want anything to happen to my brother. we have to survive through all the pain and bad. we need to show people that we aren't afraid. so give me the blade and anything els that could harm you that you have."

He hands me the blade and I flush it down the toilet. I wash his arm then we drive to the hospital.