unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 25.

*Brooke's P.O.V*

I'm currently sat in the waiting room for a psychologist appointment. My dad literally signed me up for help. It's been 5 days since they walked in on me doing it. All the boys (except Michael) are in the waiting room with me, supporting me I guess. I was nervous, I didn't know what they'd ask and what I'd have to answer. I was breathing heavily, trying my best to prevent a panic attack like Mandy's. Calum was sat at my right and holding my hand tightly, and Ashton was at my left, he looked just as nervous as me, and he was crying silently. Luke sat right infront of me, on the floor so we wouldn't be far apart. He kept muttering words of encouragement to me and rubbing my other hand. And dad and Mandy sat next to eachother on Calums other side. We were 5 minutes early and 5 minutes already passed, so I should be going in soon.

"H-Hey Brooke?" Ashton spoke softly. I hummed in response. "You'll be okay. It won't be hard. Just...Just tell them the truth and how you feel okay?"

"Okay." I smiled. (A/N: Don't you dare hate me for doing a bit of TFIOS)

He nodded before placing his head back in his hands.

"Miss Junes?" A woman came out the room, she wore a white jacket.

"Here." I said before getting up and entering the office with her.

I thought it was the office, but it was actually a smaller room with a reception desk and another door at the other side.

"Your doctor is Mrs Brown, she's over in there." She said pointing to the door.

I nodded before knocking on the door and entering. A woman with long black hair sat in one of the sofas that was in the room, there were 2. She sent me a smile and looked quickly at her clipboard.

"Miss Brooke Junes am I right?" She said. I nodded before sitting down slowly on the other couch.

"Okay, miss Junes. I spoke to your father, and he told me roughly about your troubles, something along the lines of your best friend since your infant years has stopped talking to you, and you have locked yourself in you room, not talking or eating and you've started self-harming?"

"Pretty much." I said nodding.

"Okay, well tell me about your best friend and how you met." She said sitting back, getting comfy.

"Okay, well, his name is Michael-"

"Your best friend's a boy?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah."

"Okay go on, sorry." She said, scribbling something down on her board.

"Right, well, his name is Michael. Michael Clifford. We met when we were 3 years old, so 14 years ago, in a play park. After we spoke our first words to eachother we started playing together. It was the second of August in 1999. I remember the day perfectly. Anyways, we always met up at the park, and always played, and we soon realised we were best friends. We always went to the same schools, and we don't live far from eachother, so he'd always come to mine, we never went to his because of his parents-"

"What do you mean by his parents?" She cut in.

"Uh," I started. Should I tell her? Well, she's a phycologist so she probably hears stuff like that all the time. "Well...I probably shouldn't tell you it would be Michael's choice..."

"Please, I'm a psychologist. I help people, and I need to know so I can get a rough idea of how much you wanted to care for him." She said sweetly.

"Well...okay. By his parents- I mean, his parents always would fight and they weren't exactly nice to Michael...his mother was violent to him, verbally and physically, he'd always show up to my house in tears and bruises. He felt like he didn't have a home there, so I made sure mine was his home. My dad cared for him as if he were his. And he was always welcome to our house. So, he was like family to me. I'd make sure he was safe. And I always worried about him and I made sure he knew I loved him. And, I also had a bad time with my mother, she and my dad were always fighting, and she always hated me, and threatened to kill me sometimes. She was an alcoholic and a drug addict. She was then put in prison for robbery of jewellery worth over 100.000$, murder and domestic abuser to minors.  So...Michael has been my best friend for all this time because we understand eachother perfectly, we care about eachother, and since we were best friends since such a young age, all of our daily activities included one another, so it was almost impossible to be without eachother I guess. We would always call eachother if we were upset and we both knew what to do to make eachother happy. He's literally the most important person I have besides my family. And neither of us really had any friends beside eachother, until we started maturing and we hit...uh...puberty I guess...and girls started 'noticing' him, and guys were 'noticing' me, and I don't know...we both realised that we didn't enjoy the idea of either of us having a boyfriend or girlfriend. So I'm not sure if that counted as having...'feelings' for eachother, I don't think it does. Anyways, Michael joined this band called '5 Seconds of Summer' nearly a year ago I think. He had three 'not so new' friends that were always around; Luke, Calum and Ashton. Anyways, me and his friend Calum didn't get along very well at first because he thought that I shouldn't be with Michael anymore because 'he needed to hang around more boys'. Well anyways, I was fine with Ashton and Luke. Luke was a bit closer to me then Ashton, Luke's basically like my other big brother I never had, ya know, besides Michael. Anyways, before Michael's surprise birhday party we were going to throw him, Luke made me and Calum go shopping together for presents to we could talk and maybe get along and we actually didn't bicker or fight like normal, it was actually nice. And at Michael's birthday on the 20th of November, me and Calum made up, and he instantly became a best friend too. And me and Calum were cosying up to eachother and Michael seemed jealous, and I didn't understand why. He changed a bit. And then I realised I had a thing for Calum. I was oblivious to the fact of how it hurt Michael to think that I replaced him with another boy-" I stopped myself, just in that moment I truly realised how oblivious I was and how Michael truly hurt. And now I understand. "-and at uh, one point, my mother broke out of prison and came back to my house, Michael wasn't there and my dad wasn't either, my older sister Mandy was but she was upstairs so she didn't know, and my mother hit me again and yelled at me, luckily, Calum showed up and tried to stop her, but he was too late and she punched me, but my sister Mandy knocked her out with a frying pan, Calum consoled me and helped me and comforted me, and Mandy called the police and Michael, Michael showed up and saw me in Calum's arms, he got jealous I know, I don't blame him, it looked bad, as if I called Calum first and trusted him first and before Michael, of course Michael would be hurt, it seemed as if he wasted his time on me and caring so deeply when it seemed as if I could trust someone faster then him and it obviously would hurt if it was one of your other best friends-" I stopped myself again, as I noticed how he hurt a lot, and how bad it seemed, I only noticed now, damn Brooke. "-and he left again quickly, and Calum stayed the night, and...and I guess that would have offended anyone who thought they mattered a lot due to being by my side for the last 14 years of my life. And uh...we didn't talk as much, he'd send me texts asking if I was okay and stuff. And then uh...the next day...Calum asked me out on a date, and the very same day we went to the mall for a date. And at one point, while we were at the mall, me and Calum uh, started kissing...and Michael happened to be at the mall at the same time and he saw, and Calum was about to ask me to be his girlfriend and Michael interrupted and stopped us and I got mad, and I said some really harsh words to him from the heat of the moment..."