Mikes P.O.V
I can't believe her, I get she's upset but she doesn't need to mess with my feelings. I get to Luke's house and knock on the door.
"Hey Mike. I wasn't expecting you. I thought you were staying with dream girl."
"Not anymore." I say as I push pass him. I go upstairs to his room and go to his closet and look threw his wrinkled clothes on the floor.
"Mike it isn't there. I had to move it cause my mom almost found it." I get up and go over to him.
"Where is it?" He points to his dresser and I look under it and grab the bottle. "You gotta love whiskey." I mumble to myself as a open it and take a long swig of it.
"Woah take it east Mike. What happened?" Luke takes the bottle from me.
"She kissed me." I take the bottle back and have another drink.
"And that's bad why?"
"It's bad cause she doesn't like me. She's just upset about her mother and she needed attention." I chug the rest of the bottle and throw it out.
"What? I never thought she was that type of girl." I shrugged.
"Doesn't matter now. I knew she would never like me." I go downstairs to the kitchen and grab another bottle of whiskey. Luke follows but doesn't do anything. He knows once I start drinking there's no stopping it.
Luke's P.O.V
I let him drink. I know he's in pain and it's the only way he can control it. I just have to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.
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The small towns bad boy
FanfictionIn a small farming community a girl named Meredith Johnson meets the towns bad boy, Michael Clifford. Meredith's family is very traditional, unlike Mike's. Mike has feelings for Meredith but would never tell anyone that. Meredith never goes for bad...
