{chapter 27}

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January 28th 2015, 9:56am.]
|Location: San Diego, California|

{Perspective: Tony's Perspective

I woke up to an abandoned bed, my thoughts recollecting of what occurred yesterday and a massive smile grew across the surface of my face.
I noticed a fairly large amount of Mike's possessions to be missing from my medium sized bedroom.

I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned as I shuffled out of bed. I took another quick look at the room before wandering into the kitchen, expecting the him to be there...but he wasn't. All that was left was a crumbled napkin with sloppy handwriting slapped on top of it.

Had to go, love you.
Xoxo
-M

I angrily crumbled the paper and threw it towards the trashcan before noticing a familiar charm. I gradually crept over to the silvery item before picking it up and rolling it between my finger tips.
The charm had the letter A.N carved into it. My heart felt torn in half as I stared at the charm, setting it down on the edge of the counter.

I walked out of the kitchen then to my front door and locked every possible lock on that door before retreating back to my room, finally giving up.

January 28th 2015, 12:34am.]
|Location: San Diego, California|

{Perspective: Mike's Perspective

We sat in the bar alleyway, giggling and chatting about stupid things like what we did when we were young. Her smile gleaming and her blonde locks pushed into a tight bun. "So there I sat outside in the rain, waiting for my boyfriend to come get me, but then it turned out he texted me and dumped me. So I was soaking wet, late to school and upset." I chuckled at her sad story before she gave me a large pout.

"I'm sorry for leaving you." I gave a large grin before pecking her lips.

"I'm sorry for leaving you, Mikey. Danielle and I just didn't click right, maybe it was the rush of getting caught that excited us." She stared at the brick wall in front of her before turning back to me, she smiled up at me before we both leaned in and kissed, the feeling leaving a sweet taste in my mouth.

Not a single regret in my mind.

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