The Love Of My Life

HI, my name is Lindsey Renee Clifford. And I'm little sister to the much loved YouTube sensation Michael Clifford. I was born in Sydney, Australia. This is the story about how I met a boy and how he fixed my life.

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21. Fighting... again (part 2)

recap

 

Michael's POV

"ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS MICHAEL!?!? I MISSED YOU SO MUCH I STARTED TO CUT! DID YOU FORGET ABOUT THAT!? OBVIOUSLY YOU DID OR YOU WOULDN'T BE SAYING THESE THINGS TO ME! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL LIKE YOU NEVER MISSED OR CARED ABOUT ME!" I was so mad I couldn't hold it back anymore. My anger took over me and I had no control over the next words to leave my mouth.

 

end of recap

 

Michael's POV

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I STARTED TO CUT! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I GET BULLIED EVERYDAY! IT'S YOUR FAULT I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT! I WISH YOU WOULD'VE STAYED IN NEW YORK!" I shouted, immediately regretting what I just said. "FINE! I DIDN'T WANT TO COME HOME ANYWAYS!"

She yelled as she stormed to her room, slamming the door behind her. I broke down in tears when I heard mom and dad run upstairs. "MICHAEL GORDON CLIFFORD WHAT IS GOING ON UP HERE!?!?"

 

Lindsey's POV

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I STARTED TO CUT! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT I GET BULLIED EVERYDAY! IT'S YOUR FAULT I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT! I WISH YOU WOULD'VE STAYED IN NEW YORK!" He shouted, a look of regret wiping over his face. "FINE! I DIDN'T WANT TO COME HOME ANYWAYS!"

I shouted as I stormed to my room, slamming my door behind me. Only one thought ran through my head. "I have to cut and I have to purge." I ran to my bathroom and shut and locked the door. I grabbed a razor blade and sat in the bathtub. I started dragging the blade across my wrist as the blood dripped onto the floor of the tub.

I cleaned the blood out of the tub and hid the razor blade. After I was finished I leaned over the toilet and shoved two fingers down my throat. I vomited up everything I could and then leaned against the wall when I heard a knock on my door. Oh my god. What if it's mom and dad, or Michael? No one knows that I purge.

I've been doing since about a month before we left New York. I heard more knocking. I don't want them to find out. I start crying because I can't hold it anymore. "Lindsey it's Luke open the door." Oh my god no no no no no. I really don't want Luke to find out because what if he tells Michael. I muster up strength to say "I'm busy"

"Lindsey open the door." By now I think I might flood my bathroom with how hard I'm crying. "N-no..." "Lindsey open the door please." "NO!" I shout. "Fine, then I'll do it." I forgot there was a key sitting on the frame above the door. Crap. I hear the knob jiggle a few times. i try to scoot to the door so I can block it but I'm too weak.

The door opened and Luke walked in. He looked like he was... crying? No... surely not. He sounded perfectly calm on the other side of the door. "LINDSEY!" Luke yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts. Y-yeah" I stuttered. Too scared he'd notice anything. "Lindsey what are you doing in here." He looked around and quickly noticed the vomit in the toilet.

"L-Lindsey... tell me you didn't..." I couldn't speak so i just nodded my head. "P-please don't tell M-Michael..." I spoke. Michael would be heartbroken and would probably blame himself. "Lindsey you have to tell him..." "NO LUKE! I CAN'T! HE'LL BLAME HIMSELF AND I DON'T WANNA SEE THAT!" "Lindsey it's okay I already know" Michael walked in.

"Michael... I'm so s-sorry." "It's okay... how long?" I didn't want to answer. I felt terrible. "Since about a month before me and mom left New York." He looked heartbroken. "Why didn't you tell me." "Michael I don't want to fight anymore." He sighed and walked back to his room. 'Luke. Go make sure he doesn't do anything." "What?"

"GO MAKE SURE HE DOESN'T DO ANYTHING!" Michael walked back in. "Lindsey... I'm fine. Let Luke take care of you." he said as he placed a hand on Luke's shoulder. "Are you two-" "Yeah we're good. Now let him help you." Michael said as he walked out of the room. "Come here." was all Luke said and that was all it took for me to break down.

He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth. "It's gonna be okay... I promise." I looked up at him and nodded my head. He wiped the tears out of my eyes and cleaned up around my mouth were there was still vomit. "My beautiful girl." He said as he pecked my lips. No. I need something. I grabbed his neck and connected out lips.

He kissed back immediately. This kiss was slow and passionate. We pulled away and Luke pecked my forehead. "i love you." I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "I love you too Luke." I said as I let out a big yawn. "Are you sleepy babe?" Luke asked. I just nodded. "Come on." He said as I wrapped my legs around his waist and buried my head in the crook of his neck.

He picked me up like a little kid and cuddled with me in my bed as I quickly fell asleep.

 

A/N: argh the feels. I'll post the next chapter when I can. Stay beautiful! -kitcat

 

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