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Raindrops ~B

Michael

the rain was coming down outside my window heavy and loud, it was so loud that it filled my small room and blocked the thoughts going through my mind. i stared out my window and wished that I was the rain so i wouldn't have to be myself. if i was the rain i would have a purpose and once that purpose was done so was i and what i would give to have that. I wish i didn't have to deal with what a mess that i am or how i just fuck up everything and ruin something that could possibly go right. well i mean i guess that i was doomed from the beginning when we started what we had started, whatever that was. we knew what we were doing and we knew what would happen if we were ever to be caught but we didn't care, we didn't care because we cared for each other and loved each other. 

or so i thought.

as i lie on my bed in my room staring at the rain dropping on my windowsill i can't help but ask am i really the one to blame for all of this? was i so caught up in the moment that i didn't even realize i would be the one to get hurt in the end and not him? me, the naive little teenager and him, the beautiful smart and funny twenty something year old? it was all just a disaster waiting to happen and i was the one in the middle of the chaos.

'michael what are you doing? why aren't you ready, we're going to be leaving soon?' my mom walks into my room breaking my train of thought as she goes in my closet to take out my suit.

'sorry, i forgot.' i say sitting up rubbing my eyes making a small yawn.

'how could you forget, we've been planning this wedding for luke and sarah for months now? you're so silly.' she says placing the suit on my bed and then taking my shoes and placing them in front of my pants. 'but anyway, hurry up and dress we're leaving in a few minutes.' she says one last time as she leaves closing the door on her way out.

i still can't believe he's getting married, after everything that happened and everything we went through. well i'm sure you have no idea what i'm even talking about so let me explain where it all started in my room on my bed with raindrops.

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'hey michael, can you help me with this tie?' luke ask coming in my room without even knocking, a common thing he did.

'sure but you know you're gonna have to learn to tie one for yourself one day.' i say with a laugh as he sits beside me on my bed.

'well why would i have to learn when i have you to tie them for me?' 

'you have a good point but it would be helpful if you did learn, what if you're like getting married and i'm not there and you need to tie your tie. who will do it for you?' i ask as i finish and tighten it up to his neck.

'well, if i were to ever get married why wouldn't you be there, you're my best man duh?' he says with a laugh as he ruffles my hair like i'm some child. i'm only younger than him by like 5 years, him being 23 and me 17 and he always treated me like a little kid but i didn't mind too much. he was getting ready to go to this fancy party with some of his friends and he looked very handsome in his button up, dress pants, and bow tie with of course his famous black vans laced up with a hole in the front.

'you have a good point as well.' i say with a laugh as i move my hair out of my eyes looking at him.

'so, what friends are you going out with again?' i asked curious.

'just the twins finn and jack, david, mary, and sarah. we're not doing anything crazy just going to david's boyfriend's opening of his art gallery.' luke lived home as he went to uni about forty minutes away. i loved it because he didn't move far away across the country like i had feared nor did he leave me to deal with our parents alone. i know that sounds a little selfish of me but we were so close growing up and still are that i couldn't imagine being away from him for so long.