Old scars

Chapter 10

Maria's Pov

It had been five days since I told Tony and Kellin that I was leaving. They kept on urging me to tell Mike, but I couldn't find the correct words or courage to do so. I have until about noon to tell him, after that I need to go if I'm going to be back in Mexico by tomorrow. Why does it have to be so hard? I was ok before I met Mike again, not good, but I was ok. These past weeks have been wonderful and I find myself not wanting to go back. But I know I have to. I have decided against telling Mike, I'll just leave, he won't notice I'm gone until it's too late. That's not cruel at all.... Yeah, no that's really mean. But in all honesty, it's the only way I can get away. I know that if I have to talk to Mike I won't be able to leave after looking him in the eyes, and he sure as hell wouldn't help me get over it and leave. Kellin and Tony both know when and why I'm leaving, so they can tell everyone why I'm gone.

I packed up the tiny backpack that I brought along. I didn't have a lot of clothes, considering I was only supposed to be here for a few days. I had gotten a few shirts, but nothing big. Vic had offered to buy me more, but i had to leave and I can't carry a million shopping bags with me. I pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans with ripped knees, a JD tank top, a red and black flannel, and finished it off with one of Mike's SnapBacks and my black vans. I'm sure he wouldn't mind that I took it, I just needed something to remember him. I looked in the mirror and adjusted my lip ring. Me and Mike had gotten ours at the same time, I wasn't allowed, but he snuck me out and had his friend pierce us. I almost teared up at the memory, knowing that I won't see him again, but I quickly regained my composure. On the way out I left Tony a letter assigned to Mike. He knew he was supposed to give it to him after I left. It explained why I left basically. It was hard to write, but telling him in person would be harder. I quickly kissed the letter before turning away.

I snuck out the door and over the area where the bus was parked. I prayed to everyone and everything that I didn't run into anyone I knew, but I'm an unlucky person. Right when I was in the middle of the field I heard someone screaming my name. I slowly turned around and looked at the one who called my name. Please don't be Mike, please don't be Mike, please don't be....Mike. Of course it was him, he just had to come here right now. He jogged up to me and looked me up and down while biting his lip. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was checking me out. He looked at my face again before taking a step toward me.

"Maria, where are you going?" He asked. I just avoided his gaze, looking down.

"Nowhere..." I said in a small voice, still looking at my feet. He lifted my chin with two fingers and looked into my eyes.

"Nonsense, now tell me where you're going and what's bothering you." He asked, a little more demanding this time. I just put on a stone cold face, refusing to show any emotion.

"No." I said sternly, "I can't tell you."

"Come on, tell me, I'll do anything!" He whined. I thought about it for a second. Anything is a lot of things. Suddenly the emotional and confident side of me took over and I said something I wish I didn't.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Shit, why did I say that! He probably thinks I'm some disgusting whore who has slept with everyone! I opened my mouth to speak but before I could say anything Mike had grabbed my face and slammed his lips to mine. It felt like a million fireworks went off inside of my body and butterflies were flying around my head. His lips moved perfectly with mine and his taste made my knees weak. He licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I teasingly denied him, wanting to take some control. I nibbled his lip and he denied as much as I did. I was clueless until I remembered something i hadn't done before, but I had read about it in a fanfic. I reached to the back of his head and tugged his hair a little, causing him to let out a low groan, parting his lips just enough for me to slip my tongue into his mouth. Out tongues fought for dominance for a while, until I finally let him win. His tongue roamed my mouth while he tugged at my lip ring with his teeth. His fingers were dancing along my jawline and down my neck, every touch sending shivers down my spine.

We finally pulled apart for air and he rested his arms around my waist, mine still being around his neck. His forehead was pressed against mine and I felt his hot breath on my face. It smelled like a mix of honey and cigarettes, a strange but intoxicating scent.

"W-wow." He stuttered. I just nodded silently, knowing what I had to do next.
He started to say something but I cut him off.

"I'm going home." I whispered. What's with me and delivering important messages in a whisper. He just pulled back and looked at me with hurt eyes.

"W-what?" He was almost crying by this point. I felt so bad, but it has to be done. I let go of him and picked up my backpack.

"Bye Mike, I would promise that you'll see me again, but I can't give a promise I can't keep." I was at the point of no return. I turned around and started walking away.

"Maria no, you can't do this to me, y-you can't! MARIA I LOVE YOU!" He screamed in between sobs. I spun around and looked at Tony giving the letter I wrote for Mike to him.

That was the last time I was going to see Mike. Or so I thought.

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A/N
Really shitty ending, but I did it bc I can. On a different subject... THE SMOKING SEXICAN BECOMES A YEAR OLDER TOMORROW!!! HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY MIKE! 😊😊😊

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