𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ||mj✔︎(REVAMPED)

Broken

Omniscient~

The atmosphere was still and tense as everything went silent. She stood there holding her cheek where he hit her but said nothing, feeling the fury in her rise slowly

He looks down at his hand then back at her and starts shaking his head in pure regret as the look in his eye had disappeared shortly. "Shit.." he cursed

- "Hayden im-" before he can finish his sentence, Hayden slaps him right back

He slowly looks back forward biting his lip from the pain and slowly nodded his head knowing he deserves that as his tongue glided his front teeth

Hayden looks at him with burning eyes and without saying anything, she turns around and starts walking straight back to his room

He sighed and followed her, "Hayden." Breathes as he gently grabbed her arm to stop her. "Where you goin?" he asks. Hayden snapped her head towards him and snatched her hand out of his grip, "I'm going home!" She raised her voice at him and he sighed her again, "Hayden I messed u-"

- "Stop hitting me! Stop fucking lashing out on me!" she says in pure anger. She only curses when shes angry, which Michael can see now

Her eyes burned with tears as she stared at him with pure disbelief with a mixture of anger and she proceeded to walk into his room, grabbing her shoes from behind the bed

He follows her again and stands by the door, "Look I'm sorry ight? I can't control my fuckin' anger! Don't leave like this." he pleads running a hand down his face and he blinks his tired eyes twice at her. Hayden exhales from her nose looking him dead in the eye

She finished putting on her shoes and stood back up as she crossed her arms and glared right through his soul. "I'm gonna ask you one more time." She gritted, briefly closing closing her eyes, Did-you-take-your-pills?" She asks

He scratched the back of his neck and stood there sheepishly as he shifted his weight to his other foot and leaned against the doorframe. By how silent he became, that's how she knew he hasn't been doing so

She uncrossed her arms and squinted her eyes at him again, "So you've been lying to me?" She asks—surprisingly calm and collected and she tilted her head to the side

"I didn't wanna tell you cuz I knew you'd react like dis." He sighed and she sighed rolling her eyes high up to the ceiling in annoyance and exasperation

"You need those pills." She said and he shook his head which angered her more. "No I don't." He denied

"Yes you do! They help you get better and they can control your anger! The fact that you choose not to take em despite how much they can help you just means you're not crazy, you're wicked." She insults him, grabbing the rests of her stuff and pushes past him towards the door

He slowly followed her as he stood a good distance away from him with his hands in his pockets as he bowed his head down looking straight at the floor

"And don't ever put your hands on me again. " she warns and finally leaves the apartment with a slam which made him cringe

Right when he hears the door slam, Michael does his usual psychotic scream and brings his hands out his pockets effortlessly looking for something to punch and finally his fists connect to the wall he was standing in front of. "I'm a fuckin' monster!" he yells over and over again to himself. The more he tells himself this, the more he believes it

"Why can't I do anything right?!" he seethes to himself, and spots one of his shirts on the floor by the bathroom door—which is normal because usually he has random clothes laying around—and he picks it up and tears it up, throwing it down the floor again. The fabric of the shirt was pretty tough but he still managed to rip it to shreds with ease