Michael
I couldn't sleep the entire god damned night. I was too worried about Chrissy. Where could she be? Why hasn't she come back yet? Did she decide to never follow me around again?
Fuck Michael YOU SCREW EVERYTHING UP
I was pacing around the room as I ran my hands through my messy faded hair.
I wanted to go back out, to look for her. But Dave said it's too late and too dangerous to go outside again, so I'm stuck here in this regret.
I sat on the bed staring blankly at nothing.
What have I done.
I should have comforted her not yell at her. Michael you stupid stupid stupid fuck. Ugh.
I mess up everything.
I grabbed Little Rascal and Garfield. How could she leave me? How could she leave Little Rascal?
She will come back. She has to come back. If she doesn't come back by morning, then there's a chance I could never find or see her again. It broke my heart just thinking about parting with her.
I cuddled the two stuffed animals as I waited for her to come.
I waited.
And waited. Hours and hours, until sunrise.
Then finally, I heard a knock sound from my door. I knew she would come back. Our friendship was too strong to be easily broken this way. I ran up to answer it but only to find Dave telling me to get ready to leave. My heart shattered as he walked away to wake up the rest of the boys.
It was time to fly back home.
And without Chrissy.
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Wanderer (Michael Clifford and Chrissy Costanza)
Fanfiction"Wha- who are you? How did you get in my hotel room?" He asked. Startled by the young girl eating all of his chocolates. "I'm a wanderer." She said as her face was smothered in the chocolate substance. "And I've followed you."
