chapter 3

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I drove home with everyone in the car. When we got back, I slammed my side of the car door shut, which ended up waking up Chris. "Hey, I'm sorry, bud, didn't mean to wake you" Chris groggily rubbed his eyes and looked at me. "It's okay, Mikey." I soon as I ran inside, I tossed the car keys into the bowl and ran upstairs, running passed my Dad who was deeply concerned. "Babe, you should go check on him" Vincent told him, and Dad nodded. I ran into my room and slammed the door shut. Tears rolled down my face, I hadn't felt like this in a long time. "Why am I crying?" I asked myself. I shouldn't feel like this. I heard a knock at the door, and my Dad appeared in the doorway. "Are you okay, Micheal?" He asked. "NO! I JUST BROKE UP WITH NOAH!" I shouted out. After what felt like hours, I finished explaining to him what happened. My Dad hugged me. His hug felt warm and gentle. I love it. It was caring, I never had this from mom. "With everything that happened between you two, you are a good couple. You just need to work things out. Bet you 5 dollars Noah's having a breakdown just like when you were younger. Just so you know, u always thought you were a good couple. But Clara made me say those things to you. I'm sorry for that, but right now Noah needs you" Dad said. I smiled as he broke the hug. "Thanks, Dad" I replied. My Dad then left the room and Vincent appeared in the doorway. "Hey Vincent" I mumbled. "Why don't you call me Father?" He asked. "You haven't earned it" I replied. "Aww, fair, but I'm your Dad's husband. Anyways, I heard what happened. I was listening in. And I agree with William. You should definitely go help Noah. That would be the right thing to do" He said. "Okay, okay I get it I was an ass. You guys don't have to rub it in" I said sarcastically. Vincent chuckled a bit and shook his head. "Micheal, that's not what we're doing. We're trying to help you out. Also, we're helping you learn from your mistake, we're being parents" He replied with a smile, as he patted my head. He soon spoke once again, "Now it's up to you to choose your path. Will you get your man back? Or will you make the choice to move on. It up to you. We won't hold you to the choice you make. "Okay, just leave me some time to make a decision" I replied. "Of course" Vincent said as he headed out of my room. I climbed onto Noah's side of the bed to grab my headphones. I let him borrow this morning. I looked and saw a card on his nightstand. The card said, "Happy Anniversary, Micheal! We've been dating for 6 years! I love you so much! I have a present for you in the closet" Tears started to fill my eyes again as I walked over to our closet. As I opened it, I saw a black scrapbook. "How could I do this..." I mumbled. He set this up and got me this, and I broke up with him on our anniversary? The scrapbook said "Micheal and Noah's Adventures"

I looked at the first page, and it showed me and Noah when we were 7 hunting for frogs in the forest behind my house. Then, the next page shows us in junior high when we started dating. Noah was flirting with me. And finally, the last one showed ennard tying me up with his wires. I flipped the page, getting curious if there was more, and it Said "let's make more memories together, eggs!" I went to put the scrap book back, and a photo fell out. It showed me in sister location and ennard crawling in the above me. "We really had some good times huh" I mumbled and picked up the photo. I slid the photo back into the book and put it back into the closet. I jumped into my bed and grabbed my headphones, pulling up my Spotify. Alantis started playing, and I mumbled, "Damn twice in one day huh thank youuuu" I said sarcastically. I passed out after what felt like 30 minutes.

Authors note: I'm going to be offline for a while and not update both my stories. I'm taking a break. I'm getting extremely overwhelmed by being back I'm sorry

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