When you left [COMPLETED]

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Hi Wattpaders ! Its been a while , isn't it ? Ehehe sorry >.< by the way , in this chapter , there'll be some drama going on ! So anticipate it , and here we go~~

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I'm so excited . Today is my first outing with Clarice since we fought . I've been anticipating this day . I even decided what to wear when I missed her .

"Wake up , lazy bones !" she says , interrupting my deep sleep . I drag my body to the bathroom , take a quick shower and wear my pink chiffon shirt , jeans and my beige wedges .

The busy morning atmosphere makes my mind to be full of tranquility . As the cool breeze caresses my cheeks , we blurt out vainities from our mouths . I love these moments . Clarice is a queen when it comes to being random . You might cry out of laughter , just like what I'm doing now .

Suddenly , a thud can be heard .

"Ouch !" I whine . Now its her turn to laugh . I was too 'entertained' with her randomness until I did not see where I was going . Therefore , I knocked onto a wall .

"Clumsy as always ," she chuckles .

After walking for 20 minutes which seems like forever , we finally reach our destination - the cinema . We decide to watch a horror movie . We buy some popcorn and nachos and proceed to the theater . However , someone unwanted greets us .

"Stop stalking me , Jake , for goodness sake !" bellows Clarice .

"I'm not stalking you ! I was going to watch a movie with my girlfriend ," he replies , winking at me .

What . The hell .

"For your information mister , we , as in Clarice and I , have an outing now , so don't you dare ruin our time and just get lost ," I say angrily , rolling my eyes .

"Oh yeah ? How about you and I sit at the back of the cinema and Clarice and her boyfriend sit in front of us ?"

Wait , what did I just hear ? Isn't Clarice single after breaking up with Jake ?

"Omgosh , Michael is here ?! MICHAEL BRADLEY IS HERE ?!" she screams like a fangirl .

My legs turn wobbly . This cannot happen . My eyes turn watery . What will I do if I am in this kind of situation ? The answer is , of course , to run .

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Michael's P.O.V

I decide to own up . I have a feeling that my mother will accept me back . I just don't want to live at the streets anymore . Three nights at the streets are enough for me .

Now , I am at the doorstep of my house . My former house , I mean . I force my hand to knock on the door . However , it turns to a hesitant fist .

"You must face the music , Michael ." persuaded Stephanie .

"No ! My mom hates me . She thinks that I'm a coward who runs away when problems strike ," I refused .

"You'll never know unless you try ," she convinced .

Right . I'll never know what my mother feels about me unless I meet her . With a boost of confidence , I knock on the wooden door .

Nothing happened .

I waited for a few minutes and knock again .

Nothing .

I give up . I grab my bag and turn around to see an old lady . I smile as I clearly remember who that is .

"Mrs Wellburn ! Its been a while ! How have you been ?" I exclaim as I hug the old lady , which is my neighbour . She is very close with my mother . She treats Mrs Wellburn like her own mother .

"I'm fine , thanks . Yes , its been almost three years already . Are you free to have a cup of tea at my house ?" Mrs Wellburn invites .

"Sure !" I smile .

We sit at the the round table at her balcony , where the scenery is so picturesque that it can relax your mind . This is because just infront of our neighbourhood is the beach .

"So ... where have you been all along ?" she asks .

"Um ... studying ," I lie .

"Thats good ."

"Mrs Wellburn , may I ask a question ?"

She gives a sigh and nods . Maybe she knows what I am going to ask .

"Wheres Mom ?"

She then gives a deep and long breath and looks at me in the eyes .

"She died in an accident a year ago , my dear ," she murmurs .

My heart shatter into a million pieces , no , a gazillion pieces . My attempt to ask for forgiveness is now void .

"Michael , please don't be -"

Too late . Before I can control my sorrow , I swing the door open and run while beads of tears welling down my cheeks .

15 minutes later . I stop my tracks panting . I roar , releasing all the emptiness in my heart . I look up and see the person who I would like to see most .

"Stephanie !" I wave .

Instead of the usual broad eyesmile , she glares at me with disgust and hatred .

This is strange ...