(I'm so happy that you guys finally get to see this chapter. Its one of my favorites. I doubt it will be a favorite for you but.... enjoy :)...)
Chapter 19
Joey's P.O.V.
Its been a couple days since our date and Thomas hasn't text me and neither have I. I was afraid. Plus yesterday a bunch of my friends invited me to a party. It was cool, I drank little and left when people got wasted.
My friends who invited me didn't get wasted either, we all thought it was stupid.
Now here I am sitting in bed bored with my life.
I'll go visit Michael today, that sounds like a good plan.
I get out of bed, make breakfast, and get in the shower. By the time I'm finished, it's two. I leave my house and make my way to Michael's place.
"Joey?" I turn around to see Jason. We always bump into each other going to Michael's.
"Hey Jason." I say. He smiles at me, seems like he got a tan from the last time I saw him, making his green eyes more vibrant.
"Going to see Michael?" He asks.
"Yup."
"Same, he hasn't been answering my texts so I decided to come over."
We make our way inside, taking the elevator. We exchanged numbers so that we can update each other on Michael.
Walking through the door, the apartment is very hot.
"Jaz?" Michael questions from the living room.
"Yes?" Jaz turned on the central air before making his way to Michael.
When I see Michael I see him holding a glass of liquor, I guess. With beer bottles all over.
"Michael, you need to stop drinking like this, it's the middle of the day." Jaz says taking the glass from his hand and putting it on the far end of the coffee table.
"I'll stop when Joey stops..." he slurs his words as Jaz tried to clean up the mess of bottles.
"When Joey stops what?" Jason says looking Michael in the eye.
"He's always... in my head, he won't leave me alone." I'm standing not too far from them and I'm still unnoticed from Michael. "I love him and he doesn't me anymore." The words are low as tears run down his face. My eyes are glued to Michael. Jason says something but I didn't hear it.
"I can't, I can't stoop thinkin bout the mistake I made. There, I'll never find, Joey is special, he's one of a kind, I don't deserve him..." He mumbles more before breaking into tears.
My body is numb, I wasn't supposed to hear that. Jason turns towards me and frowns. He picks up the mess and walks into the kitchen.
I move toward Michael and I bend down in front of him.
"Michael?" I touch his knees, he has sweatpants on. He looks to me and smiles but it fades.
"Joey?" I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Whatcha doing here?" He whips his face of the tears that keep falling.
"You need to stop drinking, Michael." His eyes are dilated as he looks at me. All I see is black. I want those greenish brown eyes back.
"No, it helps me feel better." He says laying back closing his eyes. Tears threaten to fall but I push them back. I get up and go into the kitchen.
"Why haven't you stopped him from drinking?" I ask, more like yell at Jason.
"We came here together, remember?" He says pouring out the rest of the alcoholic drinks that were in the fridge down the sink.
