Friday, I'm In Love

Chapter Twelve

- Present Day - 

Monday 

 . . . WITH MICKEY. . . 

"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you didn't get out till twelve?" Mickey frowns as a very tired, angry and sore Chloe pushes him aside and walks in. 

"How are you here...? She ask miserably and astounded as Mickey joins her in the yellow living room. 

"I got here on Saturday.... hey come here come on..." although he'd made up his mind about you, he still cared and felt bad for Chloe. He had his arms out, trying to at least give her hug and guid her toward the sofa... she looked like hell. 

"What do you mean you got here on Saturday?" she stared at him blankly, refusing to play along with the hug. 

"I got out... I got out..." he said slowly, quietly, it wasn't going to impress her very much how he'd got out. He gently place his hands on her shoulder hoping to calm her down and move the conversation on. 

"Well of course you got out early, how did you get out early...? Chloe asked again, pulling a face as if she had a headache brewing  and swatting his hands away. "Stop touching me....." she looked at his gormless expression "how did you get out?"

"I got out.... I I made some phone calls and I got out... I tried to... well call somebody I called Argyris ...." he wafted his hands about, stretching out his words but Chloe wasn't believing a single word yet.... he sighed heavily. 

"Argyris got you out..?" Chloe tilted her head, talking in a mocking tone searching for his eyes so he would actually look at her in them "lair..." 

"Okay well no I called Y/N who hooked me up with someone... she tried to get you out too..." 

"Who who did she hook you up with...?" Her anger at calling you could be sensed but Mickey knew she would believe it was only you who got him out ... in fact he was sure she knew but ws just making him say it. 

"It doesn't matter, I..." 

"Who did that bitch hook you up with...." Chloe said almost in a whinge as she sloppily took her shoes off, throwing them down. 

"She...called Christos..." he said barely a whisper... arms still outstretched suggesting he done absolutely nothing wrong. To he honest with himself he didn't think he had... he made some calls... she could have too... but he did it for the sake of his son.. surely she had to understand that?

"Ha....." in an almost laugh Chloe set the story straight out loud "so you called your ex.... who called my ex ... who got you out .... and then you left me there..?" Her voice was strained. Ok maybe it wasn't totally fair Mickey mentally winced at himself. 

"Wait look I'm sorry hold on... I didn't leave you there..." he started to explain trying to reach out to calm her down. 

"No YOU AND HER left me there!" she pushed away Mickey's attempt at comfort. 

"I was gonna come back for you..." he started to raise his voice a small bit as she continues to shout at him and move about. 

"For three fucking days!! You left me there"

"Listen to me" Mickey tried to calm himself. 

"Y/N talked to him, even I asked him if he would/could get you out..." he continued to speak slowly trying to get though to her as she refused to look at him. 

"YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOU PUT ME THOUGH!!" she scream, pushing Mickey across the room forcefully. 

"Calm down and listen to me!!" 

"NO I WONT CALM DOWN.... you called fucking Y/N AND CHRISTOS and you left me!!" 

"I DIDN'T WANNA LEAVE YOU..." he raised his voice to try and match hers... it was true it wasn't like he planned to leave her there. But she wasn't having any of it... she began swearing and fighting him pushing him backwards and slapping him. 

"WHILE YOU SIT HERE ALL WEEKEND.... FUCK YOU.... FUCK YOU ....OMG WHAT AM I FUCKING DOING!!!???" She finally stops attacking him to sit in the sofa head in hands. 

"Fuck me? Yeah? Fuck me?" Mickey leans over her angry now "did I get us in jail? Huh? Did I fucking hit a cop? Did I tell you to take your fucking clothes off? Did I wanna run around fucking naked having a competition with Y/N? huh?" 

"Don't you fucking dare bring say her name again!!! One more time Mickey I dare you" She gets up and starts shoving him again. 

"Huh?? Was that me??? Did I Fucking wanna do that??" He doesn't fight back but walks towards her as she backs away, angrily. OR WAS THAT YOU?.... and I'll mention whoever's fucking name I like!!"

"This is her fault..." 

"You hit a fucking cop!" he yells again as she sits down and sobs into her hands again.... but he was fuming now absolutely fuming. 

" I tried to fucking get you out, y/n tried to get you out, but we couldn't and I had to get out for fucking Hector because I didn't know how long we'd be there for and here we are!!!" 

As she sits there sobbing, Mickey slowly sits down to, breathing out to calm himself down. 

"Why her?" 

"What?" Mickey replies to Chloe's new softer tone. 

"Why call her.." 

"Because I needed help, to explain what happened, for Hector" he looked at her baffled by the question. 

"You could have called Argyris... he could have told Y/N and you'd have still gotten to Christos.." she stared blankly at him. 

"She needed to hear it from me.." Mickey joined her blank expression. 

"You're still in love with her aren't you?" 

"Chloe I ..."

"I can't do this anymore Mickey.... you have to choose me or her ... because she's ruining this perfectly good thing we have going on ..." 

"Chloe..." 

"and I won't have her in your life besides the occasion you may drop off or pick up Hector... "

"Chloe..." 

"Yes?" 

"I won't be choosing ..."

"Good because I ..." 

"No... I don't need to choose..." 

There is a silence as she looks into Mickeys deep blue eyes, cold and distant. 

"Because you've already chosen... you love her again..."

"I never stopped..." he admits slowly, it felt good to say it out loud. 

"You were talking to her weren't you?... That night at the wedding?" 

Mickey just nods as the whole situation sinks in. 

"Well that's it then..." Chloe says letting out a  breath..."I'll organise someone to collect my stuff this week and then I'm going home." 

"Look Chloe..." 

"I don't want to hear it Mickey ok... I really really don't..." She waves an arm in her direction as he stands trying to explain.  "But word of advice ... do something about it... and soon or you'll be left alone Mickey, she's not going to wait forever." and with a tight lip smile Mickey is left in the apartment alone .... and flood of emotions filling him as he stares out into the room. Life was about to begin.