broken home||c.h.

7: I'm here alone inside of this broken home

I cover my ears with the pillow and all I could scream was "Go away" but they didn't listen.

As soon as I came out of my blanket, that's when they shut up, only cause I've been hiding the mess under my bed.

"Why are you guys here?" I say only cause it's 10 in the morning, and it's freezing.

"Well, good morning." Cal says as he opens the blinds and then I cover myself.

So then they take me out of my bed and drag me downstairs to the couch.

"Can I go back to my habitat?" I say.

"No. That is because we won't let you go before you bring out the Molls we want." Mikey says.

"And, we made breakfast," Ash says while handing her the platter.

"So, where's the pitch to get me back?" I say.

"Molls, how long have you locked yourself up?" Cal says

"Don't answer. Now, we know, it's been a hard time." Ash says.

"Yes ok. Now, can I take this upstairs?" I say.

"NO! Sorry, didn't mean to get loud. Anyways, we want the old Molls back." Luke says.

"Do you remember the smile you had when you saw us again?" Cal says.

"Yes, and then after that, shit went downhill." I say.

"Not all the shit. We all hung out." Luke says.

"You got the guts to go to your sister's grave." Mikey says.

"You even made the boldest exit at your college. You got the last word, and the last laugh." Ash says.

"Most of all, it was the happiest we've seen you since the time before we went to LA." Cal says.

"Okay, yea. But at the same time, I never got to process the bad shit that happened in between. Like going into the room where the only 2 people that I thought cared about me didn't give a damn. And then finding out the fact that the two biggest people in my life who used to be my rocks aren't my rocks any more because they decided to split in 2. So if you're telling me that if I'm not supposed to feel this--you know what, imma just head upstairs." I say and then I storm off.

I don't know what got into me to say that.

They didn't even deserve it. They didn't deserve for me to lash out on them.

God, why am I such an idiot?!

I just start pacing back and forth, and then I stop as soon as the tears come down my face.

"Molls?" Cal asks, but then he just comes in.

I wasn't gonna shut him out.

"Molls, you okay?" He asks and all I do is just go into a hug. The long-awaited hug that I've been yearning for in the past month.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to lash out on you guys. None of you deserved that." I say through the tears.

"Molls, it's okay. We know." Ash says and then they all come into the room. Next thing you know, I'm in a 5SOS sandwich hug.

"It's just hard. The last time I dealt with shit, I was yelling at inanimate objects. Then the other way I got through it was hearing your voices in songs cause you guys just kept me going." I say as I keep wiping the tears off my face. Great, now my tears are on Cal's sweater...or mine I guess.

"Molls, we know it's not gonna take a day, or a week to get back to things like they used to be." Mikey says.

"I mean, take as long as you want....but still talk to us. You know we're here." Luke says.