•That Wasn't The Plan• || Mikey Murphy Fanfiction

CHAPTER 17

A/N: Hey guys! I'm gonna apologize yet again for my shitty updating, AP classes and ACT Prep are taking up all of my time. But recently my love life got a little more interesting! And this development has inspired me to finish this chapter, and I hope you all enjoy it!! Thanks for being so loyal!

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~Grace~

I wait for about 15 minutes outside freezing my ass off, but Ash never comes out. I can see him at the table with the rest of the crew, stuffing his face. Wow. I sigh, this isn't something I have the energy for tonight. I decide to head home before I make any stupid decisions, especially involving guys.

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I wake up repeatedly throughout the night, tossing and turning because of Asher. I wanted us to be happy again, like we were just a few days ago. Maybe I'm delusional, maybe we were never happy. Maybe I was pretending, just to make myself feel better about the situation with Mike. Ugh, this is frustrating.

I finally decide I can't sleep anymore at 8, and that I need to clear my head. I pull on some shorts and my running shoes, shove my headphones in my ears, and leave for a run. I blast my music, running to the beat of the song and focusing on my breathing. The sky is cloudy, per usual. The pacific northwest isn't exactly notorious for it's sunny days. That's California. That's Mike.

Focus, G. 

I run for miles, past my brother's school, to one of the many lakes in the area. No one's around, its chilly and gray, but I don't mind. The weather reflects my mood, and the clouds reflect my thoughts. Unclear, and nowhere near cheerful.

After a little walk around the lake, I decide to head home. I force myself to jog, the slower pace allows my body to rest and relax more. I zone out, not thinking about Asher or Mike, and become so oblivious that I can't even hear my music anymore. Wait, is it even playing? I look down and see a call from Miranda. I come to a stop outside a cafe and answer.

"Hello?" I say, and she immediately starts rambling about Eric. I mutter a "yeah" or a "no way" occasionally, but I know Miranda, and she just needs to vent. "So what's up with Asher? I heard you guys fought or something last night." I sigh, how she finds this stuff out is beyond me.

"Yeah, I told him that I was going to call Mikey and figure some stuff out, and he kinda turned into a statue. I told him that the only reason for the call was to be able to move on from Mikey, but he didn't even say anything. I went outside for some air, but Miranda, the way he looked at me was so strange. It wasn't his usual jealous face or angry face..." 

"What kind of face was it?" she asks. I breathe in, "It was almost like he didn't recognize me. And I don't understand, I'm doing this for him, for us.  But he's acting like I just admitted to cheating on him or something." We sigh in unison, and Miranda's voice turns optimistic. "Maybe he's just shocked? It's kind of weird to hear that your girlfriend is planning to call her ex... But his reaction isn't something normal, I'd expect Asher of all people to be mad."

"Yeah, you're right." I sigh again, and Miranda's voice turns hopeful. "But maybe the real reason you're calling Mike is to admit that you still love him?" I scoff, "Miranda, that's ridiculous. I mean sure, I've had some trouble getting over him, but that doesn't necessarily mean that I want to get back together." She laughs. "That's bull and you know it Grace. You love him, and I know he still loves you. You two are perfect for each other, like a couple from an epic romance novel. I can only dream of having what you two do." 

It's my turn to laugh. "Mike and I aren't some romantic novel couple, we're two people who broke up for a good reason. We drifted apart, and the distance was too much." We both sigh again, and I hear her tapping on her phone. I roll my eyes, she's probably updating Eric or something. "Hey Miranda, I need to go finish my run."