unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 22.

*Brookes P.O.V*

So Christmas was a week and a half ago, and I've gone back to locking myself away in my bedroom, crying and digging myself in the blankets like a turtle. Oh.

Michael god damn Clifford needs to realise I need him in my life so I can be stable. Ugh.

There was a knock on my door and I tried to say a 'come in' but I failed and it came out more of a grunt. Otherwise it worked anyways, since I heard my door open.

"Hey, princess." I heard a voice.

"Hey Ash..." I half whispered.

"I'm here too. And your boyfriend." I heard Luke say.

"Hey guys..." I whispered.

"C'mon baby this is no good." Calum said.

I finally unraveled my head from all the blankets and faced the three boys.

"Who told Ash?" I said to no one inparticular.

"Michael told me..." he said awkwardly.

"Oh...right." I said.

"We're gonna take you out because this isn't healthy. You need fresh air and food, you're gonna fucking die soon if you don't do something!" Luke half yelled.

I scoffed. "I thought you were on Michael's side?" I asked Luke.

"Don't start on the sides thing Brooke." Luke started. "Look, I was there that day. And I'm gonna admit, I see where Michael's coming from, what you said was uncalled for and offhand. And that could offend anyone who was your best friend for 14 years of their life, what you said would make anyone feel like it was time wasted and for nothing. But, I'm also saying, Michael needs to man up a bit and realise it was an over exaggeration. But I'm on neither side. I stand by my own opinion, sorry not sorry."

I bit my lip thinking. He had a point, and what he said made me think of what Michael's thinking and how he's hurting. And I'm being a bit selfish thinking I'm the only one hurting.

"But, you need to stand up for yourself and get out. Not hide in your bedroom. Michael's hurt too, but he's not hiding in his room acting like a goddamn vampire." Ashton said.

"They have a point babe, and I don't like seeing you like this. No one does. And your family's worried." Calum said.

I groaned. "Fiiine."

"YAY!" Ashton squealed.

I slowly got out of the bed and stood there for a few seconds to get use to the feeling of standing.

"Uhm...no offence babe...but I think you need a shower." He said crunching his nose.

I smelf myself. "Geez-you're right."

"Have you looked in the mirror? You look a mess." Luke said.

"So loving..." I mumbled before walking over to the mirror.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST SOMEONE GET HOLY WATER." I squealed before jumping half way in the air. I look like a fucking monster. My hair's incapable of homing birds. It's ridiculous.

My sudden reaction made the boys burst out laughing.

"I can't believe I'm letting you guys see me like this fuck. Get out! Out everybody! Wait for me downstairs!" I said. They all raised their hands in surrender and left. I slowly started undressing, slipping off my yoga pants and my pyjama crop top, until I tried to unclasp my bra, but having difficulties.