Never Let This Go (Michael Clifford)

Ch. 10 - I Came Here To F**K You

Back in Texas, Alexis and I find it hard to fall back into our daily routine. The first day back, we wake up late and I arrive to work two hours late. The second day, Alexis completely misses her deadline. The third day, we run out of milk therefore we were extra grumpy because we couldn't eat our cereal. The fourth day, instead of being a carefree Friday our water heater broke so we had to take cold showers. We spent Saturday and Sunday trying to get a good contractor out to fix it. Once Monday came back around, I was exhausted. Finally, everything was going smoothly except for the fact that I hadn't spoken to Michael in almost three days.

Alexis, of course, talked to Ashton everyday no matter what time it was but it seemed like Michael and I were playing cat and mouse. We finally decided to give up calling each other. Already, our. relationship felt like a failure.

I was heading home when my phone rang I answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello."

"Hey."

"Hi, who's this?"

"Really? You don't know who your man is?" I look at my phone and sure enough it says Mikey!

"Hey! Why do you sound weird? Are you sick?" His voice sounded strained and low.

"Yeah, kinda. I lost my voice during last night's performance. We only had one song left and my voice was a no go." He cleared his throat and groaned.

"You shouldn't be calling me then and straining your voice then. I'm almost home, I'll text you."

"No don't, we have a meeting right now I'll text you when I'm out. I just wanted to hear your voice." I can hear the disappointment in his voice.

"That's sweet. But hey, you'll be alright. All singers go through this at least a dozen times in their careers. Make sure you drink some warm tea and rest your voice." I wait for him to respond but he stays silent. After a few seconds I wonder if he hung up but I check my phone and it says he's still connected.

"Hey, you there?" I say while pulling in to my parking spot. I hear my text message chime in the background.

Mikey! // Just resting my voice. Thanks for your encouragement I needed that.

I laugh and say, "You are great. And no problem that's what I'm here for."

Mikey! // And sex.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. You're pushing it there, buddy." I say sarcastically.

"I can't wait for that to happen though."

I hear him groan on the phone.

Mikey! // No fair. what are you wearing?

"Oh no, we are not starting that right now. I don't want you to be all riled up for your meeting."

Mikey! // Come on at least tell me your underwear color.

"Black."

I hear him sigh and whisper, "Fuck."

I laugh and say, "See don't start anything you can't finish. Now you have to walk into your meeting all hot and bothered."

Mikey! // I lost my voice not my ability to fly over to Texas and fuck the shit out of you.

"OH. MY. GOD. MICHAEL CLIFFORD!!!" I exclaim.

"Well if you come I'll make sure to make your time here worth while." I say half seriously and half kidding. Okay more seriously because I've been sexually frustrated for the past week and his offer sounds extremely appetizing right now.