"Ugh! You see what you did?! You knocked her out!" Michael growled.

"That was meant for you and you know it!" Bad picked me up.

They carried me back upstairs and back to bed. The Michaels went outside to cool off. Bad felt a presence behind him, he looked back to see Michael following him. This is when they realized they were going to go the same place. Same person, same places of peace.

"Stop following me!" Bad shouted.

"Why do you mess with me all the time? I haven't done anything to you!" Michael argued.

"Just leave me the hell alone!" Bad shouted.

Michael tackled him to the ground, and they just fought and fought until one of them gave up. I moaned and held my head. I sat up and looked around then remembered what happened. I sighed and got out of bed. Experiencing a major soreness in my head. I just pushed myself to go outside. I figured that's where they would be. Hopefully they haven't killed each other yet. I made it outside to went through the trees. Then I hear groans. Fighting groans. I tried to move faster but it was impossible due to the pain. I came to their fight and it looked like neither of them was winning.

"BOTH OF YOU STOP!!!!" I shouted.

They pushed each other before looking at me.

"What the hell happened with you guys?" I asked, rubbing my head.

"He started it! And he was the one who hit you in the head with the pan!" Michael defended himself.

"It was an accident! I'm so sorry!" Bad started.

"Both of you shut up! I'm tired and I have a headache. Which wouldn't be there if you both had just calmed down! What is the whole fight about anyways? Ugh, you both are so frustrating," I held my head.

They both just crossed their arms and said nothing. I sighed. My vision started to blur, I was so pissed. It didn't matter that Bad had hit me on accident, he shouldn't have grabbed the pan in the first place. The more I thought about it, the more pissed off I felt. I had to go.

"If you guys aren't gonna say anything, then I'm gonna leave for a couple days. I mean last night was great but this shit is ridiculous. You have this one minute to start talking before I leave," I looked at the both of them.

"You can't go! He's gonna kill me when you're gone!" Michael tried to plead with me, behind him Bad rolled his eyes.

I crossed my arms, "we can't have these kinds of issues anymore. I can't deal with it Michael, I never wanted you to separate into two in the first place! God, then you expect me to stay and babysit you both? I can't! I got hit in the head guys! No, I'm not dealing with this."

They both stayed silent so I started walking away, clearly annoyed.

"Wait!" Bad said.

I turned around. He didn't say anything so I just kept walking towards the house. I reached the bedroom and started packing my stuff that would last me a few days. Bad came into the room.

"You don't have to leave..." he stood in the doorway.

"Yes, I clearly do. Bad I can't do this right now. You could've killed me, you swung, hit my head, and now I want to kill you where you stand. I'll be gone a couple days and when I come back you both better be fine so we can figure this out. If you're not okay, I can't deal with it anymore," my eyes started to fill with tears.

I love them both, but I'm tired of them fighting. It just hurts me too much. I pushed my way past Bad, and took my belongings with me. I needed to come up with a solution of some kind.