Chapter 10- Sorry won't change a thing

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*** I like this one. It's short, (sorry) but it really shows how sorry Calum is and how Michael is willing to stand up for him even to his best friend. In the end Michael isn't able to stay mad at his dear friend and helps him. Idk I just think it's incredibly sweet. Maybe it's just me tho. Oh well.  have just been reading all day but im hoping that I can xatch up this weekend. Ughhhhh. Im so behind on my writing. Have a nice life my imaginary readers. Please don't hate me.***

In art class Michael doesn't show. I frown slightly. Isn't that the whole reason he kicked me out? I really want to apologize. Maybe I would see him on my way back to the dorm. Then I could see why he wasn't in class. The day drones on as we were studying theory and I don't really pay much attention. When class is finally let out I make my way back to the dorms but the blue haired boy is nowhere to be scene. I go and knock on his door but his roommate answers. He sees me standing there and looks back into the room after seeing me standing there before he steps into the hall pulling the door closed behind him.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Um, I just wanted to see if Michael was alright. He wasn't in class today." I say awkwardly rocking back on my heels.

All the sudden Ashton's face contorts in anger. "You know, Mikey found you all alone standing in an elevator unable to even remember your floor number. He was nice enough to get you somewhere safe. What if someone else found you? You hit on them the way you did Mickey? They tell everyone how gay you are? But no. All you can think about is yourself. He kept you, and your secret safe. In return, you ruined what little progress he has made. You should just go away and leave Mikey alone." He practically yells at me.

"I'm sorry," I say quietly as I try to fight back tears.

"Sorry? What is sorry going to fix? Jack shit that's what." He tells me before turning around and going back into his dorm. Wow. I have never had someone talk to me like that. I turn around and walk back into my dorm. What did Ashton mean by progress? I get to my dorm room and slid onto my bed. Sigh. I really need to make this better.

I rush back into my room with my heart racing. Wow. I have never spoken to anybody like that.

"Who was that?" Mikey asks me as his head pokes out from underneath the covers.

"Calum," I tell him as I peer down at him not willing to lie to my broken friend.

Immediately tears prick his eyes. "What did he want?"

"He was coming to see you and apologize but I told him off," I tell him proudly as his eyes widen.

"Ash!" He practically screams. "Why did you do that?"

"Because he was a prick, Michael. He doesn't deserve to see you after what he made you do to yourself."

"He didn't make me do nothing Ash. Yes, he made me sad. But he didn't take the blade and slice my skin. I did. Me, Ash. He didn't know what he said would affect me like it did. It's not his fault Ash, it's mine, so stop blaming him." I yell at him harshly.

Suddenly Ashton is on the ground crying. Oh, my God. I made him have a panic attack. I leap off my bed and hold him into my chest. "I'm so sorry Ashy. I'm so sorry." I say as I start crying too. We just sit there like that. Holding each other, crying, until the panic attack is over. "I'm so sorry."


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