When you left [COMPLETED]

~17~

Just to inform you , I will start using P.O.V so as to not make you confused :)

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Michael's P.O.V

"What do you want ?" she snorts . I'm utterly shocked . Shes never been like this to me before .

"My mother ... died ," I reply in a sad tone .

I'm expecting a concerned response , but its the total opposite .

"Oh okay ," she says while shrugging .

Whats with the stoic expression , woman ? I start to flare up . I'm very dissapointed and suddenly feel depressed . I'm reminiscing the exact same feeling that I had before Stephanie's appearance in my dark life .

"Why are you behaving strangely today ?" I ask curiously .

"Don't act like you don't know ."

"About what ?"

"From now on , theres nothing between us anymore . Just go happy-go-lucky with your stupid bitchy girlfriend ."

What ?! Why is this so abrupt ? Am I dreaming ? And since when did I have another girlfriend besides her ?

"But I didn't have a-"

"I don't want to hear your extremely lame excuses . If you don't love me anymore , just tell me ! Is it too hard for you to open your mouth ?!" she is really spoiling my eardrums , seriously .

"Fine , but whatever it is , I want to give you something . Hold for a moment ." I take out a small pink box from my pocket and hand it to her .

"Whats this ?" she ask .

"Even if you like it or don't like it , just wear it . I saved a lot for that , just for you to know ."

"Maybe . Depends on my mood . Now , are you done already ?"

"Yep ," I answer , seeing her walk away without turning back .

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Stephanie's P.O.V

I enter my room , jump into bed and open the box . It is full of mystery . Like really . Because theres another small box in it . Urgh , I really hate these kind of gifts . And another . And ano-

Not. Theres no more box inside . However , theres something glowing in front of my eyeballs . Something that he should not have bought just for me .

Because its expensive .

Its a silver ring with two hearts , one with the letter M and the other with the letter S beside each other . I think those hearts represent us . I mean , represented us .

I let a tear drop from my eye . If he did not have another girlfriend , we would have been a happy couple already .

Oh shut up , heart . You're just being overly emotional .

Suddenly , a knock interrupted my thoughts .

"Stephie are you free now ?" asks a soft voice .

I smile . Its been a very long time since I've talked to my little sister .

"Yeah , come in ." I answer and she does what she has been told . She sits at the side of the bed .

"What will you do if people think that you're bad but actually you're not ?" she asks .

"Hmm... I'll prove to them that I'm not that kind of person ."

"But what if they think so because of your past mistakes ?"

That is a tough question , to be honest . It takes some time for me to answer .

"My answer is the same as the first answer . You may ask : Why ? Because you can't change the past , but you can change the present ." Thats a wise answer , I say to myself . Well , thats what I think .

"Thanks ."

"No problem."

"Can I ask you one more question ?"

"Sure , what is it ?"

"What will you do if your boyfriend cheated you with your best friend because of something bad you did ?"

Wait , what ? Why is she asking about a situation similar with the one I'm in ?

"That ... is happening to me ," she replies as if she can read my mind and bursts out crying .

I hug her . I completely understand how she feels . The feeling of being betrayed . The feeling of being cheated . Both of those feelings were joined , which results in becoming extremely heartbroken .

"Stephie ?"

"Yes ?"

"Stay strong ," she says , leaving the room with her question unanswered . I don't think she would even want to know the answer anyway .