☆ TRIGGER WARNING: Self-harm and suicidal themes ☆ Takes place around Phase 1-2 ☆ Art Credit: Unknown ☆ Whoops I ship 2Doc now! ☆ I listened to so much lo-fi while listening to this it's not even funny

in rehab, Michelle Harson is recovering from her past mistakes when she meets a boy, Michael Clifford , who flips her world upside down. will either of them be able to make it out alive? or will their demons get the best of them? "we all fight the demons inside of us, and sometimes, they win" **warning: foul language, self harm, drinking, and smoking is involved. THIS MAYBE A TRIGGER**

Not every angel has their wings right away when they die. Michael is one of those angels. Even a year after his death he has yet to earn them, and there's only one way he can: help a mortal on earth. Astrid is that mortal. Astrid, a seventeen year old orphan who has been abandoned and mistreated her whole life, by her own foster mother, previous foster homes, and her peers. All she has is her brother Luke, but sometimes he just isn't enough. She's ready to give up on everything and end it all, but that changes when she meets her guardian angel. Together they can help each other, but some things are easier said than done. *TRIGGER WARNING* Cover by @heart_of_gold_

it was easy because he was hers and she was his. +++ "Do I make you nervous?" He asked in a soft voice, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck, leaving a tingling sensation, and every hair on edge. "No," I whispered, barely choking the word out. "Are you lying?" He pressed in the same tone. "Yes," I replied mindlessly. I don't know what made me say it. I don't know why I told him the truth. I couldn't take it back now. "Why?" He asked. "Because... You're you, and I'm me." "And?" I could practically hear the smile in his voice. "And..." I realized then that he was toying with me. "And you're enjoying this, aren't you?" I felt him grin, and his lips lazily graze my neck as he did so. "Immensely," he breathed out. +++