Wassup! Here's a Nellie chapter requested by gleekchick21. Enjoy!
This is a short sequel to my songfic: It starts with a touch
Involves Michellie. It's the next morning, okay? I suggest you check out the other one or it might not make great sense. Love ya!
When Nellie wakes up, something warm is layed carefully over her body. It takes a moment but, when the brunettes sight begins to kick in, she realises it's Michael's leather coat. Michael. Her eyes begin to frantically dart around, the motion slowed down unfortunately as she is still adjusting to the bright daylight streaming through her window. She feels as if she's sleepwalking as she lazily drags herself into the kitchen. Empty. While waiting for the microwave to make a familiar 'ding' she notices a note on the fridge. Curiously, she inspects the note. It says:
Hey Nell,
Sorry about the absence of the milk, you know what I'm like! :) (you wouldn't want me any other way Milkshake ;))
Anyway, I have gone to LA to see Blake and check on real life. I know this isn't how it should be, but I had to go. It's not you, don't ever think any of my crappy judgement is down to you, cause that's a big lie. I just feel like, at this time in my life, I need security. I know I love you, but the flip side is still uncertain. You're just... never straight with me. And I need you. I need the real YOU.
So, hang in there. I'll be back in a few weeks to see you. Until then, continue begin amazing. Because that's what you are.
Michael x
Nellie drops the note, letting it sink out of her hand and flutter onto the floor. She should feel good, knowing that Michael believed in her. But she just felt lost. Like nothing really fitted, like everything was questionable. Part of her wanted to run after Michael. The other part, howere, wanted to run from herself. Because she knew that she shouldn't do what she knew was coming. Because she knew it wouldn't be good for anyone. But she didn't care, she just needed the pain to be released... through the blood.
If you didn't guess, she was going to start self- harming again. Deep.
Anymore ideas or people, lemme know. Happy Friday!