wrapped around your finger || mgc

IV

one year later

i picked up a few pebbles, lying in the sea of stones, once again.

i threw them at her window.

thud.

no answer.

thud.

again, no sign.

thud.

"i swear to god- michael."
she was different.
her dark hair was now a bleached blonde, and bags under her eyes dominated the colour on her face. and she looked much older.

"come down here, please anoushka."

she closed her window and met me in her backyard.

i noticed she was a lot skinnier and her short shorts revealed a tattoo.
"what do you want?"

"i came here to see you, i've missed you so damn much-" i went to kiss her but she stopped me.

"i have a boyfriend michael."

"w-what? do you mean that i've rejected so many girls, and i don't involve myself with the bands groupies, just to come back to this?! you had me wrapped around your finger."
i raked my fingers through my hair.

"it's not my fault if you left me, and i have had no calls or messages from you! i believed you forgot about me!"

"if you wanted me to call so bad, maybe you should have called me yourself!"

"hardly if you've changed your number!"

i bit the inside of my cheek.
"who's this 'great' boyfriend anyway?"

"stephen from the pub."

"what?! 'sadistic stephen'? you left me for him?!"

"he was the one to comfort me when you disappeared!"

"i'm sorry for living my dreams!"

"is it true you haven't been with anyone? what about all those groupies you've been pictured with?!"

"seriously?! i thought you would've been smarter than that."

it was my turn to stomp off.

"and i can't believe you had me wrapped around your god damn finger."

i didn't bother closing the gate behind me, and i hopped into my car once again.