the sun beamed onto mike's body, he sat up rubbing his eyes. his head was hurting due to all the crying he did, he picked up his phone, he saw he got a few text from people but he didnt care.
𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐚😈🖤 10 new messages.
𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐤🥺 26 new messages.
𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐚💙🦍 8 new messages.
he felt like shit, the words never stopped repeating themselfs. he knew he was useless, he knew he never deserved to be happy, he knew that derek deserved so much better, he knew he was a piece of shit that couldnt do anything right, and he new he deserved all of it.
𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦
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*pretend its the video of the argument.
𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 looks like #derektrendz made it very clear that wtvr him and #slimedupmike had are done 👀☕
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𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 omg-
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 mike looks so hurt.🥺
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 derek was not having it-
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 i know thats not isaiah, omg wtf
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 "no, you cant mean that derek.. fuck im so sorry." aww🥺
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 mike sounded so hurt 😪
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 my ship rlly said SIKE 😭
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 do you not know what privacy is.
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 aww shit
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 what-
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 did yall know that carissa came back and she threw a party, mike and derek went but with different people. this happened at the party-
↪️ 𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 oop 👀☕
𝐤𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐨 oh shit wtf
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 mike deserved it.
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 YOU SEE ME.
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 i love showing my ass, do you wanna see? just dm me.💋
mike threw his phone across the room making it hit the wall, the screen shattered.. you could here it.
he pulled his hoodie strings making it close on his head leaving part of his face visible, he screamed loud as tears fell from his eyes.
'your useless.'
"i k-know."
'your a piece of shit.'
'you dont deserve to be here.'
'if you leave he will be happy again.'
"STOP! please.." he yelled.
'you dont deserve to be happy.'
'its your fault.'
'he doesent love you anymore.'
he repeatdly told himself that.
he was doing so good, but the habits are coming back. she treated him so bad, not feeling no regret. when carissa left him he felt like shit, he would cut himself atleast almost everynight.. he would cry himself to sleep. it took him a few months to gain his confidence back and to be happy again.
mike had a black small box under his bed, he grabbed it and opened it.
it had pills, all types of blades and knifes he would use when he used to cut himself. he looked at the box for a few seconds, his shaky hands grabbed a small blade.
he pulled his hoodie sleeve up, you could see a few cuts from the last time he self harmed but he didnt care.. he wanted the pain to go away.
he put the blade up to his arm.
𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for being a horrible person.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for being useless.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for being a piece of shit.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for hurting him.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for lying to him.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for being so fucking stupid.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for loosing him." 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'you mean nothing to him anymore.' 𝐜𝐮𝐭. 'for loosing your bestfriend.'
tears continued to fall as the blade dropped onto the floor next to him, his arms were bloody and so were his hands.
he screamed loudly, the neighbors could here him.. you could here the pain in his voice and you could see it in his eyes.
he just sat there, looking at the wall infront of him blankly tears falling, nothing else came out. he was numb.
'you dont have a reason to bere. just go, let the pain go! you can be happy again. give up.'
