"Robyn what's happened?" Mikey barged his way through my door, he dumped he stuff in the hall way. I tried to avoid talking about it so I made my way upstairs, but Mikey gripped my shoulder and spun me around "get off me" I demanded, I really didn't want to be angry at him, I really didn't want to hurt him, but I wanted to avoid any talk about the recent happenings. "Robyn what happened, your not fucking abusing yourself, no one could inflict this amount of damage on them selves what's going on tell me" his eyes lit with frustration, but is body slouched in sadness. "I was play fighting, it's an accident" I walked up stairs and Mikey followed me "bullshit" he protested "play fighting my arse! Tell me what's happened" I ignored him, and slammed my door trapping me alone in my room, "Robyn what are you doing?, let me in" I stood against the door whilst I rummaged in my bedside draws next to me. I was so angry, so sad, abused and misused, I wanted to curl up in a ball and die, I brought out a blade and cut into my skin again. Deeper. I felt instant relief, all the fear, the anxiety, the hopelessness went a way for brief moment. "Robyn let me in" Mikey barged in, and I just fell to the floor.Mikey pulled me up by my wrists; his face horrified as his jacket was stained with my blood. I was scared and didn't know what to do, what was I meant to say? I saw tears roll out of the corner of his eyes, Mikey pulled me in, cradling me for dear life, I relaxed into the hug "I'm sorry" he pulled away, and with his hands he brought my face up and out of my chest, "please don't ever hurt yourself again" he looked so disappointed and I felt disappointed. He took a make up wipe from my dressing table and began to clean my wrists, he was gentle, caring, Mikeys actions were a reminder of a distant life. Why did no one in my family care.? "I'm not hurting you am I?" He asked. "no, its fine" i said, when he had finished he sat me down on my bed, "talk to me" I shaked my head "Mikey you wouldn't even know you don't even understand" he looked at me straight in my eyes and starred in disbelief, "Robyn I know more than anyone, you wouldnt notice, no one every does because Gerard won't let me fade. Robyn speak to me ill understand, please" there was a concern in his voice, a comfort in his gesture and a panic in his eyes. "My brother he's a drug addict, he did this to me, my dads an alcoholic but I haven't seen him all week and my mums addicted to her pills, she's depressed and suicidal and I'm ... I'm just tired" i spoke fast and began to cry again, Mikey pulled me in "I'm going to help you, you don't have to deal with this crap" he said gently "your the only friend I have, I've not known you long but I care and-" I cut him off, I pulled away and pressed my lips against his, I Waited for Mikey to accept and he did. Everything felt so right. Mikey stopped "Robyn help me?" He asked I nodded and he kissed me, everything felt okay, we fell out of the kiss, i looked up to him "robyn its going to be okay" he smiled. we layed down on the bed and i cuddled into him, he was so comfy.

MIkeys POV

i cant beleive the shits she's going through, Robyns asleep on me, and my heads muffled, it feels like it could expload. no body deserves that amount of shit. i want to help, she shouldnt be getting beaten up.

i slowly and quietly i moved from under Robyn, i dont want to disturb her but i need the bathroom, and something to eat, i noticed a ton of food on the side when i came in.
"mikey" i heard Robyn call "yeah?" i asked "dont leave" i smiled how sweet. "Im not i promise im just going to get something to eat" she'd nodded back off, i would never leave her not untill she wanted me too. i went down stairs and grabbed the food that robyn had left on the cabinet near the front door, i took it into the kitchen where a startled by women which i presume is her mom "who are you?" she asked "im mikey, Robyns friend" she sighed and threw some pills into her mouth, i dont know how people did that without water. i started eating this junk, i hope Robyn doesnt consider this as proper food. "so what are you doing here?" she asked "i was just seeing how robyn was" she snarled "checking up on us more like" she shoved past me "i dont know what you on about!" i lied but her mom seemed pretty unpredictable "good!" she stomped "tell Robyn Im at the river" she stormed out the front door slamming it behind her. What had just happened? i sat back down an ate all the food infront of me. i abandoned the wrappers and i felt sick, why the fuck had i ate that much. it was disusting. i went to the toilet and leaned over the toilet, me and my brother had both been there with the name calling but i didnt want to go back. i shoved my fingers down my throat and gagged and kept doing it, i threw up and continued to. i didnt want to do this but i shouldnt have consumed that shit. i wiped the sick from around my mouth and flushed it away i sat down a leaned against the door. i felt like shit. i rinsed my mouth, and left the bathroom, i sat next to where Robyn slept, i closed my eyes in hope that all the bad would go away.

Notes

so theres a bit about mikey, thanks for all the votes ect. any feedback is welcome, suggestions aswell :)