Chapter 70 - You suck at love.

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Saturday afternoon.

Home alone, Tori sat in the living room with an oversized sweater. Leggings, and her hair in a high pony tail with no makeup. She sat and listened to music over her TV as she ate some peanut butter and apples. Her eyes were sore and tired from the night before, and she was in a constant mood all day. It was nearly 3pm.

Sitting munching on apple slices she sighed and turned to different music channels. None of which was appealing to her right now. Just then someone knocked on her door.

"Piss off" She mumbled before looking at the TV again. Her door went again and she sighed ignoring it. Turning the channel again a louder knock pounded on her front door.

"Tori?!" Michael voiced shouted. Tori rolled her eyes as she sighed, eating more apples. "Tori, i know your in there! I need to see you!" He shouted, knocking on her door. "Go away!" Tori whined as she got up. Walking to her door, she opened it to see Michael standing. Denim jacket on, shirt, jeans and boots. "What?!" She sighed looking at him. "Oh so your here!" He barged through, walking into Tori's house.

"What?! Get out, my....dad is home!" She lied. "No he isnt! Your parents work on the weekend" Michael admitted to her. "Sake, Michael what do you want?" She asked folding her arms. "Well, lets start with....." He looked at her before his eyes softened on her. "Tori?" He sighed, and shook his head. "What? Spit it out!" Tori told him. "Are you okay?" He asked her. "Yes!" Tori sighed. "No your not! Tori you left school and...now your here with your hair up and no makeup!" Michael walked towards her.

"You...you never not wear makeup. You even wore mascara to get my ass at the station!" Michael told her. Tori huffed, and blew some hair from hair face. "Just...go Michael" She sighed. "No, im not leaving till you talk to me! You've been ignoring me all night...and today" He told her. "You want to know whats up?!" Tori snapped.

"Im a slut! Everyone is talking about me! I've been impregnated more than once, and i have a crusty...." She stopped before going all out. "Shit, Tori its me your talking too" He put his hands on her arms. "Is it...is that why you left?" He asked her. "Yeah, thanks to Heather." She grinned sarcastically and nodded. "Heather...? Oh shit...whats she said?" He sighed shaking his head. "That im a depressed sad girl who guys have sex with me because they feel sorry for me" She giggled nervously.

"Oh yeah...you do it to make me feel better." She then nodded. "What?!" He asked her "MmHm, and you go to her when you need....what was it? oh yeah, a real woman" Tori shook her head. "Look, fuck her okay! She's just a bitch trying to make you feel bad." He rubbed up and down her arms.

"No, okay! Enough!" She shouted. "Enough" She sighed. "I cant...do this! I cant...i feel like...this is terrible" Tori covered her face, before her eyes filled with tears again. "Come here!" Michael grabbed her for a hug. "As if...i would go to her" Michael told her quietly. "Such a bitch" Tori sighed. "She's after you....and her friend is after one of your friends" Tori sighed. "Mmmm" He sighed, as if he didnt care.

"She thinks she's all that, please. She's controlling" He chuckled. Tori frowned a little then left his grip. "Controlling?" She asked, looking at him. He looked at if he didnt mean to say that. "Oh my gosh...you have, havent you?!" She asked him. "What?! No!" He shook his head. "Oh my gosh!" Tori turned around and covered her face. "Look, Tori it was like...last year!" He told her. "Oh, was this the girl you did it with to be...not a left out virgin?" She asked him.

"No, it was a party and...." Michael stopped and looked at her. "Your such a liar!" She told him quietly. "It was once....or twice" He shrugged. "But i was a immiture drunk little boy!" Michael told her. "Thats not helping!" She told him, shaking her head. "It was the past! Your my present!" He told her. "Yeah, till im the past for you." She scoffed. "Never!" He whispered.

"You never live in the present. As everyday passes...its the past. Every day, hour, minute" Tori sighed shaking her head. "Your mine!" He grabbed her arms softly looking into her eyes. "Your so much more than what you think" He sighed. "Yeah. sure!" Tori shimmied from his grip. She turned and crossed her arms. "I dont think...." She began. "Tori its just a rumour, it will end" He sighed.

Tori frowned, and narrowed her eyes. Turning to him, she looked him up and down. "Was it you?" She asked simply. "What?! Okay, now your paranoid!" He told her. "What? You might've...for a laugh" She sighed. "No! I didnt! Tori" He put his hands on the back of his neck, before shaking his head. "Was it?!" Tori asked. "No! I didnt fucking say anything!" He shouted at her. "God, what is it with you!? So negative! Blaming everyone" He shook his head.

"Because im that type of person" Tori nodded. "Just....just leave" Tori sighed. "Not until your okay" He told her. "No, thats it. Im done! Fuck it, fuck everyone." She walked to her front door. "Tori im not leaving" He stepped back. "Michael, leave now!" Tori demanded. "Not until you realise it wasnt me, and i care about you!" He told her.

"You dont give a shit! No one does! Theres rumours about me, spread by people who dont even know me" She shook her head. "Your crazy. I care...I told you...i love you" He walked to her. "But you dont...do you?" Tori asked him quietly, her eyes tearing up.

"Yes! I do!" He grabbed her. "Please dont." Tori began to sob. "I cant...dont want you to see me like this" She turned away. "Tori" Michael took her face, and looking into her eyes. "Please, let me help you. I love you...im not lying!" She told her. Tears running down Tori's face. "Leave, me" She sighed. "Never" He held her tight, before kissing her. Tori broke down, leaving his mouth and sobbing into his shoulder.

"Shhh" Michael hushed her, rubbing the back of her head. "I cant...love you" Tori then told him. "What?" Michael asked. Tori looked up, and left his grip. "I cant...do this, Mikey..." She sniffed. "Why?" He asked, his expression fell sad. "Its not if i dont...." She began. "Then why cant you?!" He asked her. "Because i cant! Its...complicated. I just cant do it" Tori told him.

"Bullshit!" Michael cursed. "Mikey" Tori sighed, looking at him. "No! Your afraid because of these goddamn fucked up rumours! You have to walk with your head held high, because its all lies! You tell me i play games?! WHat the fuck?" He sighed.

"You cant be mad at me! I havent done shit!" Tori wiped tears from her eyes. "Well you are now. PleaseTori let me help you" He told her. Tori took a step back. "No. Im sorry" She whispered as she sniffed, opening the door and the cold draft chilling on her back. "Please...leave" She looked away. "So...we're done?" He asked.

"No!....yes...." Tori looked at him. "I really dont know" She sniffed. Michael nodded. "Let me know, when you've figured it out" He told her, before walking to her. Tori turned her face away from him, and folded her arms. "The thing is....i'll still be waiting" He sighed before walking out her house. Tori closed the door, and slid down the door before sobbing a little.

"Im so sorry" She spoke out.


OhMyGosh, ive hit an all time low. Im so sorry guys <3<3<3

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