A couple of months passed, and no matter how badly I wanted to, I didn't contact Michael. Or Luke, Calum, and Margo.
I basically cut off contact with everyone, and they didn't even know I was staying 10 minutes down the street from them.
Michael quit texting me after I didn't answer for 2 weeks. I missed seeing his name pop up.
Luke, however, still hadn't stopped. Every hour I would get 5 new messages from him, and he knew I was still alive. My phone was on so all the messages delivered. And one time I accidentally started typing and he saw the bubble.
At least I knew I hadn't become too attached to Michael. It was incredibly difficult not hearing his voice for months, or seeing his face.
The thing that worried me most was if he stayed with Effy, or stayed single, or maybe he's dating someone else.
Speaking of Effy, Michael had better told Luke. If Luke was still with Effy by the time I returned, I would be pissed.
It's one thing to cheat on someone. It's another thing to lie to your best friend.
Of course I planned on talking to them again, but I didn't know when. Maybe it would be today, maybe it would be next year. Completely unpredictable.
As with Evan, he was still obsessive as ever. I guess he was part of the reason that I couldn't contact them, because I was scared of what he would do if i tried leaving again. He practically hunted me down the last time I left.
Life was good, I guess. Evan helped me fix my weight (no longer in the danger zone), so I had more confidence in myself. This was one of the only good things to come out of living with him.
Of course we had our fights, which usually consisted of him yelling and me trying to defend myself, but overall it was pretty chill.
"So, are you ever gonna talk to those friends of yours again?," Evan asked, resting his chin on my head.
"Uh . . I have no idea. It might give away where I'm at."
"Yeah, I thought they were pretty shitty. Especially Michael."
"Maybe I should text him? He needed to explain something but I didn't let him. Now I kinda feel bad."
Evan tensed up, his arm around my shoulder tightening. "That doesn't sounds like a good idea. What's there to explain? He cheated, and that's that."
"Okay, yeah you're right."
His phone beeped and he pulled it out. "Oh shit, they need me at work. I gotta go."
Pulling away, he gave me a swift kiss on the cheek before we bid goodbyes and I was left alone.
I wasn't completely sure of where Evan worked, but it was apparently something way too complicated for me to comprehend.
My bottom found its way between my teeth, and I once again thought about contacting Michael. He wouldn't mind, right? I mean, we hadn't spoken in months. Surely he'd be at least somewhat happy to hear from me.
My lockscreen had no notifications on it, like always, when I turned on the screen. A nostalgic feeling swept over me as I opened his contact, clicking the text bar.
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To Michael (ex):
•hi
It was short and even though digital, it still felt extremely awkward.
I closed my eyes and clicked the message app as a red 1 appeared in the corner, anticipating his reply.
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From Michael (ex):
•about time you texted its been two and a half fucking months. what do you want?
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To Michael (ex):
•uh i never gave you the chance to explain why you cheated on me so if you want to now you can?
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From Michael (ex):
•ok thank god its long hang on
The three bubbles went on for 2 minutes, occasionally disappearing and reappearing, and when he finally answered my heart skipped a beat at its length.
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From Michael (ex):
•okay basically one day when everyone was gone it wAs only me and effy and i just couldnt resist her coming on to me so (ill just cut to it) we had sex and it wasnt all that great anyways you know all those times i told you i was with friends ??? well i wasnt i was with effy and apparently shes best fucking friends with ashton so she told him and when ashton found out he still wAnted to get back at you for ruining his relationship with luke so he told me to go over to his house and he said that effy wasnt there but she was and then he took my phone and invited you over and then as soon as effy heard the doorknob turning she grabbed me and kissed me which turned into this whole mess and yeah it was all of ours faults and im soooo sorry and if you never want to speak to me again I understand i just really hate myself for even doing that to you.
I was at a loss for words, all the wind being knocked out of me. I read the message at least 2 times before answering.
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To Michael (ex):
•are you still with effy
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From Michael (ex):
•god no
•youre the only person ive ever liked romantically
•effy was just for one night stands
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To Michael:
•i dont forgive you but im glad you owned up to the shit you did
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From Michael:
•i understand thank u
•can we meet up?
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To Michael:
•uhh idk if thats a good idea
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From Michael:
•why? are you with evan?
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To Michael:
•no lol
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From Michael:
•yes you are i can tell
•god dammit cassie
•im coming over
I threw my head back into the couch, knowing that there was no way I could stop Michael from coming over. He was too stubborn.
It truly was a relief that he owned up to what he did, and didn't sugarcoat anything.
While it still hurt how blunt he was about having sex with her, I guess there was a small portion of me willing to forgive him. Which was fucked up.
Right now, the only thing I was worried about was how Evan would react if he got home, and how talking with Michael would go. This could either make or break our thin, fragile, relationship.
When the doorbell rang my heart sped up and my hands shook as I reached for the knob and turned it.
I looked up to see the boy I still had a massive crush on, standing right in front of me in the hallway.
His hair was once again the blonde I had met him with, but he still looked the exact same, except for maybe a little weight lost.
"Hey, uh, Cassie. You look great," he stuttered.
I did, actually. My weight was healthy and I felt great about myself. "I don't think I'll let you in, Michael. Evan's gone but I don't want him finding you here if he gets back soon."
He scoffed. "I can't believe this is where you ran to-"
"It's not like I had anywhere else to go. You know that my parent's don't live here. Margo wasn't an option, but he was."
"You didn't even have to leave at all!"
"Need I remind you that you cheated on me and lied about it. I couldn't stand even sleeping in the room next to you. I hated you for a solid month. You can't just come back into my life and blame all of this on me, when you know damn well it's your fault we're in this situation."
He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "Okay, you're right, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you. Should I go?"
"I think that'd be best. Tell the others I said hi, please. Let them know I'm okay. And, I'm sorry. I'm just not ready for this. It's overwhelming."
Backing away, his blonde head nodded. "I understand, and will do. Bye, Cassie. See you later?"
"Goodbye, Michael. See you later."
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A/N: sorry it took so long to update i was contemplating whether or not to post the chapters cos they sucked but :/// yeah
