(A/N: I wouldn't suggest listening to the song while you read because it kind of kills the mood, but definitely listen to it afterwards if you want. (In other words, Maria couldn't find a song that went with the mood of the chapter so she found a random one she liked))
Michael's POV
"I-I don't understand." I mutter, squeezing my eyes shut.
"I'm s-so sorry, M-Michael." She cries grabbing her head in her hands, sobs crashing through her body.
Tears of my own burst through my eyes as I try to come to terms with what she's trying to tell me.
"What, w-why? You c-can't just......" I trail off, not bothering to wipe the tears from my reddened cheeks.
"I-I'm s-sor-" she begins to apologize again but I stop her.
"N-no."
"No w-what?" She asks, looking to me.
"This isn't happening." I state, pushing out the last of my tears before wiping them away for good.
"Michael..."
"No. This isn't happening." I say again.
She looks to my face, giving me a miserable gaze.
"I-it has to b-be like this Michael."
"Why?" I ask her sternly, starting to get slightly angry.
"You won't understand." She mumbles.
"Yes I will! God, you have to quit doing things like this!" I shout out in anger.
"Things like what?" She asks offended.
"Like this! Telling me that you can't be around me anymore. Telling me, you're best friend, that you can't stand to see me anymore. Telling me that I won't understand." I yell.
"Michael I'm trying here." She tries to convince me again.
"You know what? I call bullshit on that. I call bullshit on that because you know that you can tell me anything. You know that Zoë. I will always understand." I tell her, looking straight into her eyes.
"Always." I whisper again.
And that's how we stay. Looking into each others eyes for minutes upon minutes. Just waiting for the other to say something first.
I see her lip quiver as she tears her gaze away from mine and stands up.
"I'm sorry Michael." She says, and begins to walk away.
I can hardly choke back the sob that wretches through my body.
How can this be happening? How can I be losing my best friend and not even know why?
That's when it hit me.
This is your chance.
Take it Michael.
"Zoë!" I scream as I get up off the sand and race to catch up to her.
When she turns around and sees me chasing after her, she begins to run as well.
Away from me.
"Not today." I tell myself as I force my legs to their limit.
Damn she's a fast little thing, even in the sand.
Unfortunately for her, I'm on a mission and my legs seem to know that. The adrenaline pumping through my veins probably helped a little too, but we're going to say it was my willpower.
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