My Eight Guardian Angels

TW: Mental Health, Drug overdose
(Read at your own risk; serious level: 4/10)

I woke up still laying on the floor. 'Gosh what the fuck' I thought. My head started spinning around and a sharp pain flew across me.
"Oh my lorddd" I groaned as I slowly started to sit up.
I felt like shit. Really.
I decided to go take a shower before I started to unpack my belongings. So I did. I took a warm bath, did my skincare and changed into some leggings with another brallete and a cardigan.
Bralletes are just so comfy unlike shirts.

As soon as I was done I started to unpack and finished around 3 hours later. I didn't really have a lot of stuff just decor and clothes that's it. I haven't heard of the Michaels all morning since last nights argument. I felt terrible about it. I wasn't even mad at him but myself. The fact that I chose to fake my death knowing well the consequences on not having family by my side anymore, the fact that every time I'm happy something bad has to happen, the fact that if I fall in love there is always something bad that will happen in either my or their lives, and the fact that I can't stop self harming myself. I don't cut myself but rather I overdose myself, I put myself to sleep, I vape, drink you name it. Once I started I couldn't stop.

I can't help it.

I was afraid of going down stairs knowing that if I do I will be more ashamed of what I did, but my stomach really just wanted to go there and push my limits. I groaned at the fact my own body was betraying me. I hesitated at first but then decided to go before I pass out again.
I opened slowly the door to check if anyone was I the halls. No one. Good. I closed it back up and realized something... my vape bag is in the living room. Shit! Usually it won't be an issue but because the Michaels are here I can't just leave it out in the open. Especially Mikey and Thriller, they're the most curious ones of all.

'Fucking dumbass bitch why the fuck would you leave the mother fucking bag out there!' I cursed at myself. I opened he door again to check. Still no one. Fantastic.

I went out into the hall and closed the door, slowly.. super slowly, hoping no one will hear me. I tip toed to the stairways, got my self in all fours and checked at the corner from above. No one was in the kitchen not dining room. Yes! Okay good. I got back on my feet and tip toed as quietly as I could to the kitchen. My Olán was simple, get food, go to the living room, grab my capes and go to my room. Easy right? Well sounds easy.

As soon as I reached downstairs, I quietly rushed to the kitchen and grabbed myself a salad mix. I prepared myself some orange juice along with it. I did everything with simple quiet ness. As soon as I was done, I too my tray and rushed to the living room. It was dark in there but I didn't want to turn on the light since the light could awaken the Michaels and THEN it would be an issue. I started touching the coffee table all around trying to feel the bag. Nothing.
"Son of a bitch!" I whispered yelling at myself.
I stood up and rubbed my face.

"Where is it. Gosh where!" All of a sudden the lights flickered on. 'FUCK' I mentally cursed.
As soon as the lights turned on, I had to adjust my eyes. I rubbed them until I saw the most... oh gosh... the most embarrassing and humiliation I feared to face. You guessed it.
ALL THE FUCKING MICHAELS WERE THERE. ALL. INCLUDING MIKEY. My eyes widen at what I was seeing. I swear I wanted to die right there. The Michaels were sitting in the couches, some were leaning back as if they were there a while now, some were standing while others had their hand on their head.

Y'all. I just stood there. Like a complete, utterly moron. Everyone was serious including Jermaine. Jk Jk. Including Thriller. Not joking this time. They were staring into my souls which made me SUPER uncomfortable. I slowly tarted to back up but bumped into something. Or should I say, someone. I turned around slowly to find out that it was the least person I wanted to face. This is It.

He was sad, and serious. Guilt started to build up again.
"This is absolute bullshit" I managed to say as I turned back around, my back facing This is it and looking up at the ceiling avoiding contact with any of them. I let out the deepest sigh before grabbing my tray and leaving my vapes behind. Matter of fact I don't even fucking know where the FUCK they were. Whatever. I just wanted to get out of there. I rushed with the tray in my hands trying to break free from the awkward situation I was in. This is it tried blocking my path but failed. Then the most unpredictable thing happen, all the Michaels stood up from their seats and tried to black my path as well. I swerved each of them from This is it, invincible, history, dangerous, thriller, bad and Mikey. (He was super easy). I felt like a champion but then I realized something. I swerved all of them... except one....'oh shit' I thought as soon as I realized it was

Of the wall...

It seemed that he read my mind because all of a sudden someone wrapped their arms around my waist and held my arms to a position I couldn't even break free. He held me extremely tight I felt that blood wasn't even getting to my brain because of the pressure he was holding me in.
"Marylin... calm down" he said as he held me tight. I fought to break free. I kicked, wiggled around, twisted and turned but nothing. Nada.
Everyone were coming closer but the closer they came the more I panicked and OtW noticed.

He then let loose a bit and instead of tightening his arms hard, he hugged me. He... hugged me...

As soon as he hugged me, I stopped struggling and instead I put my head down and bursted into tears. He held me in that position for What seemed forever until i decided to let go. I looked up to see te Michaels sad seeing that i was sad. I felt terrible as I made contact with This is it. He was leaning on the kitchen counter ,which was pretty far away in my perspective,with his arms crossed and legs crossed as well. He knew that I made eye contact with him and he gave me a weak smile. Which was a mistake because it only made me feel even more bad.

I didn't hesitate and I rushed to This is it without saying a word and hugged him tightly. It took him by surprised because he just stood there. He then stood up right and hugged me back. I could feel him looking down at me as he patted my head.
"There there. Let it all out" he said calmly.
Which only triggered me into hugging him even more and crying.
"That's it. Let it out"
Without a second thought, I cried. Again.
"Shh it's ok I'm here, we all are" he said.
"I'm sorry!" I managed to say with tears. "I'm so sorry! I should never have yelled at you like that.. Im sorry! Im really, truly, deeply sorry!" I cried.
"I never regretted meeting you, I swear! I swear! You're the best thing that has happened to me ever! All of y'all!" I kept crying even more. I then felt tears falling down from above. I looked up and saw that This is it was crying as well. But smiling.
"Don't be sorry Marylin. It's my fault. I should have never yelled at you like that. Matter of fact I should have never been mad at you. I snapped. I'm sorry" he said looking down.

"NOOOOOO" i whined. "Don't say that, I was the one who provoked you to be mad at me-" I was interrupted by Bad hugging us...

What the fuck.

"Both of y'all shut up" he said. Wow. He really did have a soft spot huh? I thought. Eventually the hug became into a group hug we hugged for a good solid 10 min until bad thought it was enough and tried to break free. We didn't let him at first but then things started to get uncomfortable since I felt someone's d*ck go hard between my thigh.
"Alright that's enough" I said without giving any intention on what I felt.
This is it pulled me aside and touched my shoulder with his right hand.
"We'll talk later ok?" I nodded in agreement and went to the dinning room to eat my salad.

'Wait a minute. Who sm has my vapes?' I thought..shit....

To be continued....