suicidal (michael clifford fan fiction)

It’s been 10 years since my sister Victoria jumped of a bridge and took her own life i was 6 now 16 still unable to leave the house the only person that helps me is my Grandad George I’ve even tried to commit suicide myself that until I’m brave enough to attended school and met a boy named Michael Clifford who helps me get over the worst thing in my life, but when my Grandad dies and i found out who did it, what will she do, how will she do it, does she die.


19. 17

So after, you know, he rode the bikes back, and put me in bed, at least he didn’t leave me there I guess. So when I woke up the following day all the memories came flooding back, urgh I feel so gross, I got up told my Aunt I was going in the shower and went in. When I got out I got a towel for my hair and wrapped my body up in a towel, turned around and Joey was there, I stumbled backward, h-how long has he been there’re for! I walked past him and straight into my room and lay on my bed I open my laptop Opened twitter I thought I would tweet “Why Me” @Michael5sos replied to your tweet “check your DMs it’s my number, I don’t care about time zones just call me whenever you need me” I checked my DMs Yep one Michael Clifford phone number I dialled the number *bring bring* *bring bring* *bring bring* *bring bring* Until, A Voice, Familiar, “Hello…” I sighed at last a frie- “you have reached Michaels Voice mail service prob jamming with friends wait for the beep” *beep* I hung up What’s the point? What’s the actual fucking point anymore? Even Michael is lying now He doesn’t care no-one does I give up I-I give up on everything, Everyone!
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