5sos imagines

Michael Clifford: ocean blue

(lower case intended where ever it's at. this imagine is based off a book with it's own twists and add ons. does involve suicide *do not read if you feel triggered*)

Michael Clifford,

I never intended to hurt you, though I was hurting too. I shouldn't have let my selfish needs get in between our marriage. I didn't want to hurt anybody. Not you, not him, not our kids, not our family, not myself. I was tired of you just putting your job before us. He showed me things that you haven't showed me since we were teens. But I guess what got to me, it was the way he touched me. The way he touched me was foreign, very strange but very good. Just like every other guy there was before him.

I did love you. You were my first love and the father of my kids.

I stand here in this water and wonder if I am actually sorry that I did what I did. Am I just sorry that I got caught, am I genuinely sorry that I hurt you, am I sorry that I damaged your image, am I sorry that your lack of love led me to this.

Yes, of course. It's your fault! Not mine. you didn't care for me like you vowed to. You... didn't satisfy me. My heart is saying that it's both our faults though. My brain holds the truth, and it was you. All you.

And maybe you can call me crazy.

But you promised to love me. And it's pretty obvious that your never accomplished it. You were even more in love with your job. You're married to that damn job.

You bastard. You led me to this! Our kids will hate me. At the end, it doesn't matter. Because in the end, I still feel filthy. Not from Robert. But because of the fact that you rarely touched me. You made me feel disgusting, and I hate you for that.

Goodbye, Michael.

Never truly yours,

y/n.

Y/n takes off her clothes and swims into the ocean.

Some nights, people nearby can hear cries for help or cries for her husband who remarried and had more kids. Her body was never found and she wasn't reported missing until two weeks later by her lover, Robert. Y/n didn't go down as a legend or myth. She's very much real and died poorly. As a whore who couldn't own up to her mistakes.

But maybe she can own up to it in hell. Where they all go.