Friendships Don't Last~ lrh • • • Discontinued

Chapter 28

After biking for an hour straight and me panting like a dog, I finally reached to Michael's house. I don't remember it being that far.

I must be really out of shape. Jesus.

I put my bike down on the lawn and slowly walked to the door since I was so out of breath and my legs were super sore.

I really need to work out more.

Ha, who am I kidding?

I looked at Michael's house. It was just a typical big house. Teddy bear brown walls and dark brown roof. The house had 2 garages and 1 car parked in front of the left garage door. The long white concrete drive way that also had a black bike on it. In front of the house has 2 windows. One looking at Michael's room and one looking at his parents room. I went up to his tall brown door, eyeing his little cement bunny that was on his rocky step.

I knocked on the door and I heard footsteps coming closer to the door. The person opened the door, revealing that it was Michael who opened it.

"FLORA!" He cried, while engulfing me into a hug.

"Oh Michael, I missed you" I yelped, because he was knocking the wind out of me. "Um... A little too tight"

"Sorry" he mumbled. "So, what's up?"

"The sky"

"Did you just-"

"I did" I laughed.

"Oh my God" he face palmed and I laughed harder.

He let me inside and we went to his living room.

"Where's Karen?" I asked him.

"She's at work" he answered.

"So, what's up? And not the sky" he chuckled.

"Luke came but had to leave because my mom was there, Calum is probably busy, and my best friend, Angelina, has to help her mom" I replied.

"How about your other best friend, Eva?" He said, remembering that I told him about her.

I grew silent and looked at my shuffling feet.

"I don't want to talk about it" I whispered, almost breaking into tears.

"Are you okay?" He asked sadly, putting his hand on my back to assure me that he is here for me.

"No.." I looked at him, tears in my eyes.

"Why? What the fuck happened?" He growled angrily.

I winced at his words and he toned down a bit. He mumbled a 'sorry' and kept running his hand down my back.

I pulled my phone out and showed him the text she sent me.

I watched him as his eyes looked at every word. He was getting angrier and angrier by the minute. He broke loose when he saw the photo.

"What the fuck?!" He screamed, standing up. "What a bitch!! You don't deserve this. You're the sweetest person ever and your her best friend!! She's a bitch"

He growled and I winced at his words. He looked at the text again and he grew more in disgust and anger.

"This is so rude. What did you do to her?" He snapped.

I shrugged and looked down.

"Maybe it is true. Maybe she is right" I muttered, breaking into tears.

Eva is right. I am a bitch for leaving her and talking to Angelina. Maybe I am a whore because I liked Luke. I am useless, a bitch, and a whore. I am a horrible human being.

"No no no. You're not, you hear me? You're the most funniest, sweetest, and the most amazing sister that I never had" he knelt down next to me, looking me in the eyes. "Don't ever tell yourself you are a bitch or a whore. Cause' you're not".

He grabbed my hands and held it there. I smiled at him.

"Thanks" I wiped the tears off of my face.

"When I see that bitch, I am going to tell her something, that's for sure." Michael glared at the text.

"Don't." I begged.

He sighed and shrugged.

"Now, let's get out of the sad zone" he put my phone on his table, telling me to not touch this. "And let's watch American Horror Story and order pizza like we said that we would".

He picked my phone up and typed something in, glaring at the screen while doing it and put it down.

"What did you do?" I asked him.

"I just said something to her. Don't worry" he turned on the TV.

I wanted to know what he said. I mean, I hope he doesn't say anything mean to her, even though I do, her life is hard right now probably.

I don't know anymore.

My mind is telling me to don't worry about it and Michael got it all under control and my heart is telling me to stop him and yell at him for saying mean things to her.

I followed my mind.

This is why I love Michael. He is like the brother I never had. Michael was always my hoe, besides Luke. We like the same things as each other. I mean, Luke and I like the same things too, but Michael and I are closer, I guess.

Hard to explain.

A lot of people at school, before they got famous, thought we were dating and that I was cheating on Luke because we hung out so much. We even told ourselves that we are just brother and sister, nothing more.

"Okay, I will put on the show while you call the pizza place" I said to him.

He nodded and he grabbed his phone. I went on Netflix by pressing the Netflix button and clicked 'American Horror Story' in the horror section.

"What season?" I asked him.

"Season 1" he grinned at me and I gave him the thumbs-up saying ' You-know-it'.

He laughed and continued to talk to the pizza man. I clicked on episode 1 and Michael shut off his phone. He sat next to me on the couch and wrapped his arm around me.

"The pizza would be here in 30 minutes" he yawned.

I nodded my head and we saw the intro to the 'Murder House'.

HEY GUYS!! I hope you like this one. We are finally getting wifi and I am super excited!! I go to school tomorrow and I am nervous and scared. I like my new school but I miss my old one. Cri. Well I hoped you liked this one!! :)