Prom Night | Michael Clifford au

4. "You're a fucking bitch"

I woke up the next day feeling so numb and sore. My head felt so heavy, it's like I've been drinking all day non stop. I sighed running my hand through my greasy hair feeling disgusted with myself. I looked over at the clock on the wall in front of me, and it's already super late.

I wonder how Michael is doing. I'm really worried about him, I wish I can call to check on him. I decided to take a shower and wash off all the dirt from yesterday since I didn't get the chance to shower the night before. I spent a good hour under the water trying to relax my muscles as much as I can. Then, I slipped on some clean pair of underwear along with a pair of comfy shorts and my favorite jumper.

When I got downstairs, mum was drinking her coffee scrolling through her phone as usual. She looked at me briefly before going back to her phone. I arched an eyebrow feeling a little bit hurt but got a mug from the cupboard. I filled it with hot coffee and added a little bit of sugar and creamer.

"Morning mum." I rolled my eyes when I heard his voice. His arm brushed against my back making me slightly spill my coffee. "Hun, what happened to your cheek?" Mum questioned and I stopped stirring my drink completely alarmed. If he dares saying anything about yesterday, he knows what will happen.

"I slept on it all night, mum." He replied looking at me quickly before flashing a convincing smile. I took my mug and exited the kitchen deciding to sit in our backyard since the weather was so good. I looked at the blue clear sky and the sun was shining making my pale skin shine slightly under the light. It was so refreshing and relaxing. I hope everything in my life was so relaxed and serene. I sipped in my warm coffee feeling more awake.

I wonder how Michael is doing. Did he make it home safely? I really want to call him. I hope he decides to consult some doctor on his leg but he seems like a very rebellious and carefree guy, at least that's what his appearance made him look like. I guess, maybe, I shouldn't judge him only by his looks, but that doesn't really matter since he's so rude.

"Thank me because I didn't tell mum about your savagery." I laughed at how childish he sounded. "Savagery, really, Luke?" I asked shaking my head in disappointment. I took a sip of my coffee, holding back my laughter.

"Yeah, have you seen yourself? You massacred my cheek."

"Shut up seriously, stop being a wimp. You deserved it anyway." He shot me a very angry look and I can feel him preparing a harsh insult before throwing it at me being the asshole he is. That's our daily routine, throwing insults at each other until the other day. I don't know when we stopped being friends, it's been a very long time. I don't even know why and how but I'm okay with it. I don't really care about someone who ruined my whole life and made me wishing death every single night.

"You're a fucking bitch!" He insulted through gritted teeth and I laughed (because I knew it will drive him nuts). "Oh tell me about it Lucas, you said it a lot, nothing too surprising."

"I'll tell mum then about yesterday." He crossed his arms over his chest challenging. He really is looking like a 5 year-old boy, I wish every obsessed girl in our school sees him like this. He's so pathetic. "You're so pathetic, go cry to your mother like a little baby."

I scoffed slamming my empty mug on the table before getting inside the house. I went upstairs and sat on my bed grabbing my phone to scroll through my Instagram feed but it was such a bad idea because all what appeared was Prom pictures. Everyone looked so flawless and it made my blood boil inside my veins. I could've been there too, although I didn't have a date but I knew people there. Stella's name flashed on the screen and I sighed hesitating to answer, but I owe her an explanation because I promised her to come.

"Hello." I said.

"Oh my God, Ellena! Are you okay?" She said, her voice shaking a little, she sounded so worried and I felt so precious. Someone cares. I smiled before replying. "Yeah, thanks for worrying Stella."