Water Tower

Chapter 12

What.The.Fuck.

I stare at the text message, not knowing what to do. Another message pops up.

*From Hannah: Babe, please talk to me! I haven't talked to you in forever.*

I throw his phone on his side of the bed and get up. I find some clothes in my bag and put them on quickly. Once I get them on, I run towards the door and run to Lauren's room. I knock the door, not wanting to barge in.

"Lauren?" I say while knocking.

So Lauren shows up at the door, "Amanda? What are-" She says, but she's caught off by my head falling onto her shoulder, crying. "Amanda, what happened? What's wrong?" She pulls me into the room.

"Michael's phone kept going off, so I checked it and it was a message f-from H-Hannah and it said something about her m-missing him." I sob into her shoulder.

"What's going on out here?" Ashton asked, coming out of the bathroom.

"Nothing, can you go get Kaitlyn?" Lauren asked. Ashton nodded and walked out of the room. Soon, Kaitlyn comes rushing in the room.

"What's wrong? What happened? Do I need to cut something off?" She asked.

Lauren explained to Kaitlyn what happened, causing me to cry even more. I grab one of the pillows off of the bed and bury my face in it and scream.

"I can't believe I fucking trusted him." I say into the pillow.

"Maybe Hannah is just going crazy. Maybe he did break it off, but she's in denial." Kaitlyn says.

"I don't know, Kaitlyn. Something tells me that he didn't break it off." I say.

"Amanda?" I hear Michael say from the hallway.

"Do you want to talk to him?" Lauren asks me. I nod my head. Lauren and Kaitlyn both get up and go towards the door.

"She's in here." Lauren says, walking passed Michael.

"Baby, are you okay? What's wrong?" He asks, wrapping his arms around me, but I move away. "What's the matter?"

"Did you really call it off with Hannah?" I ask. His face goes pale once the question leaves my mouth. "Michael? Answer me, did you break up with Hannah?"

"Kind of." He says, looking down.

"What do you mean 'kind of'?" I ask, looking at him.

"Where did this topic come from anyways?" He asks, avoiding the question.

"She was blowing your phone up this morning and I thought something wrong, so I checked it." I tell him.

"You checked my phone?" He says, anger in his eyes. "It was none of your fucking business Amanda." He says, getting up.

"What the fuck Michael? I thought someone died and they were trying to get a hold of you. Now tell me, what do you mean you kind of called it off with Hannah?" I say, getting up.

"OKAY! I DIDN'T CALL IT OFF WITH HANNAH! ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY!?" He shouts. "Never look at my phone. I don't give a fuck if anyone is dying. Never. Look. At. It." He says, getting in my face. Soon, I feel my hand make contact on Michael's cheek.

"ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!" I shout, throwing pillows, covers, and anything I can throw at Michael. "YOU FUCKING TOLD ME YOU GOT RID OF HER! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LIE!? I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU." I don't pay attention to what I'm grabbing and pick up a vase. I throw towards Michael. He dunks out of the way and the vase hits the wall and shatters. Lauren, Kaitlyn, and Luke come running in through the door.

"Amanda. Calm down." Lauren says, coming up to me and holds me. "Shhh, it's okay."

"FUCK YOU AMANDA! JUST FUCK YOU!" Michael says, pushing past Luke and goes out the door. We stand there for a minute, until we hear a door slam and something smash against the wall.

"He never broke up with her. He was with her will with me." I say, falling to the fall, crying into Lauren's shoulder.

"Luke, can you go get some water please?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Yeah, sure." Luke says, walking out the door.

"I can't believe it." I repeat into Lauren's shoulder.

"Shhh. It's going to be okay Mandy." Kaitlyn says, rubbing my back. Luke comes back with some water. We hear another bang against the wall, making me flinch.

"Mandy, would you like to sleep?" Lauren says after a couple minutes of silence. I nod into her shoulder. Maybe laying down with prove this is all a nightmare and I'll wake up in that room, with Michael's arms around me and no messages from Hannah. Lauren and Kaitlyn help me up and laying me down on the bed. I close my eyes and try to block everything out.

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"No Michael. You can't leave." I hear.

"I have too. I can't stand it." I hear him say.

"Michael." I finally register the the voice to be Ashton. I open my eyes and see them standing in front of the door, out in the hallway. Michael's back towards the room.

"No Ashton. She won't forgive me. I fucked up. I need to go. I'll see you all when you all get back." I see him hug Ashton.

"Just talk to her Mike." Ashton says.

"No, I can't. I'll see you guys." Michael says, turning around and looking into the room. We make eye contact and I look down and notice that his hand is bruised. He must have punched something. I look back up at him and he walks away. I lay my head back down on the pillow and look up towards the ceiling.

"It's still morning and today already fucking sucks. What else can happen?"