Avoiding The End || ✓ [#1] FIUFAMNEXTGEN

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Chapter 21 || I want to throat punch him

;look for something positive everyday, even if somedays you have to look a little harder

I had so many things to say, so much I rehearsed in my head on the way over here, but now that I'm standing ten feet in front of him, they decided to disappear taking all other rational thoughts with them.

Wonderful.

"Micah?" I say. "Can we talk?"

I ignore the way my heart betrays me and skips a beat when those bright blue eyes flick up to meet mine.

This is going to be way harder than I thought.

"I don't believe we have anything to speak about, Freya. Don't waste your time, or breath. I know enough." he replies, cold and blank, going back to what he was doing like I wasn't even here.

The envelope in my hand crumples as I tighten then loosen my fists. "If you bothered to read a message, or answer a phone call, maybe you'd think differently."

After seeing him at the Barbie and Ken themed frat party, I haven't been able to get those sad, lost eyes out of my head, nor his cousins vicious words. Micah deserves to know the truth, whether or not he believes me, at least I can say I tried.

Stepping closer and rounding the back of his truck, my whole body goes cold when I realise what he's doing. He's removing me, removing what he did for me, and what it represented. The notion makes me feel woozy and honestly, hurt.

Those stupid, cheesy stickers with my nickname meant more to me than I let on. For me, it's what it meant, the intensions behind it, the gesture so warming it made you feel wanted, loved.

"Micah, about Jesse," I begin, stepping forward. "It wasn't-"

"Save it." He snaps, taking me back a little. "Jesse's already admitted it."

I frown, stunned. "He what?"

Micah balls the thick stickers up in his hand and slams the car door shut. "Yup, so you don't have to, I know the truth."

"I don't understand." I shake my head. "If you know then why are you still being so cold towards me?"

Scoffing out a bitter laugh, he drags his eyes to mine. "You can't be serious, right now? Are you fucking joking? You slept with my cousin behind my back, Freya, damn!"

"Are you fucking joking?!" I reiterate, anger rapidly rising making my heart beat frantically in my ears. "You still honestly believe I did that to you? Even after Jesse told you it never happened? It's beginning to sound a lot like a cowards easy way out."

Not only am I hurt he removed my stickers from his truck, but he's still fully on the opposite side of the truth.

There's only so much pleading, calling and stalker-worthy number of texts you can go through before you throw your hands in the air, call it a day and accept the loss.