End Up Here ||michael.clifford||

Twenty nine

Three months later

It was November and Australia was piping hot.

Anna had been working a lot more than usual, for some reason. I was left alone with a teething baby, a crazy dog and the heat.

My heart was completely broken. I hadn't heard a word from Michael since the day I came home in August. In fact, all the boys seemed distant.

It hurt me to know that the last thing Michael said to me was through text. 'I love you babe'. Who texts someone they love them and then doesn't talk to them for three months? That's completely mental.

To be honest, I was more angry now than sad. I knew Michael would be coming home soon but I didn't know the exact day.

So when Michael showed up at my door today, I was shocked. I almost dropped Scarlett, and that's seriously not good.

I had no words for him. And he just stood there like an idiot.

"Can I help you?" I asked coldly, once I had gotten my voice back. He smiled shyly. "Can I see her?" He asked and pointed to Scarlett. I pulled her closer to me, away from him.

"I don't think so."

"Why not? She's my kid to, you know."

"Yeah? Well I'm you're fiancée, in case you forgot. Michael, you've been ignoring us for months. What makes you think it's okay for you to do that and then show up at my door and be all 'hey baby, I'm home!'." I demanded.

He just stared at me, then began to cry. I mean loud, racking through the body sobs.

"I'm so sorry! Lily, I thought I had fallen out of love! I thought proposing to you would make it better! It took me two months to realise I didn't. I love you as much as I did, if not more, than the day I first told you. I'm sorry!" He sobbed.

I felt my heart break a little more, and let him in.

"Sit down at the table. Scarlett needs a nap now, but we need to talk." I said sternly.

He obeyed and I put Scarlett in her crib with a pacifier.

When I came back into the kitchen, Michael had stopped crying and was sitting silently, miserably picking at his fingernails.

"Explain yourself." I commanded.

"I... I loved you so much, I thought it was too good to be true. I thought I was lying to myself for Scarlett. I thought about it. For a long time. And when I finally realised I'd made a foolish mistake, it was too late. My heart is still yours. I should listen to it a little more."

"Mikey... do you understand how much you hurt me?" I asked.

He shook his head. "How could I?"

"Good question. You're a fucking moron, and I'm a fool for still loving you. I do though. I'm not ready to jump back into what we had, if that's what you're thinking. I think we need to start over."

I ran my hands through my hair and turned away, massaging my scalp.

I turned back to him and stared at his blue-green eyes.

"I know." He whispered.

"What were you thinking? What about Scarlett? And the girls? Don't you dare lie to me and say there were no girls. I have social media, you know." I snapped.

"I don't know. You're right, I'm stupid and a moron. Scarlett is my little girl, and I love her. She's part of me forever. I'll never stop loving her." He shook his head absently.

"The girls meant nothing. I was just trying to not think about how much I hurt you."

I sighed and sat down on the counter. "And what about everyone else? Your mum contacted me. Asked me what the hell you were doing. I didn't even know you had a mum, you never mentioned her!"

Michael winced at my low blow. "I have a mum. A dad to. No siblings."

"That's great, good for you. I don't. My mum died during childbirth and my dad died years ago from cancer."

"I'm so sorry Lil."

"It's whatever. I never knew my mum and my dad was distant my whole life. I grew up with nannies and butlers. That should be pretty self explanatory to you."

He made a face. "You were rich."

"Loaded." I nodded and looked away.

Money was something my dad worked for, and we had a lot of it. Before his cancer, he was a litegator. Those are the scariest kinds of lawyers. People payed him $500 an hour to argue for them.

Most of my life I remembered him as a cold man. He loved my mum and always resented me because it was my fault she died. It didn't help that I was a mirror image of her.

She was of Cajun decent. Her family lived in New Orleans, Louisiana, USA, from 1799 until the 1980's when my grandparents moved here with my toddler mum.

I genetically received her dark curly hair and wet brown eyes, along with her pale skin. I looked nothing like my father who had blonde hair and blue eyes.

My dad was always working or on luxurious vacations with his latest girlfriend, who never stuck around for long. Sometimes when he was home he preferred to eat dinner in his office than with me in the dining room.

"Lily?" Michael snapped me back to reality. "Yeah? Sorry." I whispered.

"Are you alright? You look a little pale and you were staring off into space." He said warily. I nodded and waved him off. "I'm fine. Just lost in thought."

"Do you want to talk about it?" He offered.

Okay, okay. I know he was just trying to be nice. But I snapped at him so fast and so hard that I could feel his surprise and pain. I've never been like that with him.

"Sorry. I didn't know it was a touchy subject." He muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "Well it is. And it's none of your damn business."

That's when we started arguing.

I accused him of cheating and being an awful father, he accused me of lying and being a whore. It was pointless and totally irrelevant to the current events. I guess we were just both so angry with each other that we needed an outlet and that was it.

By the time we were done, I was sure Scarlett had been awakened from her name and the neighbours were probably going to complain about me to the landlord. Oh well.

We quickly made up though. And after that, the rest was history.

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That was the last official chapter but there will be an epilogue!

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