Love Can't Die |M.C.|

Chapter 16

*Emmie*

It was a couple weeks after seeing my brother for the first time in a long time, and I was currently in the mall with Michael. He's been very spacey lately and I didn't know what to do, so I've been trying to give him space, incase that's what he wanted, but he would always grab me and cuddle me or kiss me. Not that I'm complaining. I shifted through some band shirts and picked out a Blink 182 shirt and looked at Michael to see him aimlessly looking through a bucket of band bracelets.

"Michael." I repeated a couple of times before he finally looked up at me. I sighed, putting the shirt back and grabbed his hand and said "Cmon. Let's go home."

He nodded and wrapped his arms around my waist and we went out and walked home. As soon as we got inside, I grabbed his hand and looked up at him and with an uncommon boost of confidence I asked him what I've been wanting to for the past couple of weeks.

"What's going on with you? You've been spacey lately and don't you dare say it's because you're thinking about me. I know that isn't true." I said, my stomach churning, scared he might be mad at me now.

"Nothing Emmie. It's ok." He said, going to kiss my lips softly but I move back so he couldn't.

"It's obviously nothing if you can't even pay attention to your video game." I said. I don't know where I'm getting this confidence from but it's scary.

"You know what? I'm done. You're just nosey. You can't keep your nose in your own damn business." He yelled.

"Well YOU know what? I'm sorry I'm concerned about my boyfriend who gets so spacey that he almost runs into walls or he doesn't even know when I'm or his own friends and parents are trying to talk to him! I'm sorry that I actually love you!" I yelled back stepping away from him.

He growled and grabbed me and slammed me against the wall and growled "I don't need you to be concerned about me. I just need you to mind your own business."

"You want me to mind my own business? Fine." I said, pushing him off and stormed upstairs to my room. I slammed and locked the door shut. I went and grabbed my suitcase from under the bed and dropped it on my bed. I went to my closet and grabbed my clothes and put them in there and grabbed my backpack and shoved my phone charger, my headphones, and some other items in there. I took off my necklace Michael gave me and threw it at the wall before grabbing a picture I had of me and him and throwing it at the wall as well.

"Could you not destroy my house?!" He yelled.

"Oh so it's not my house either? I thought you told me it was my house now too since you weren't going to let me go back to my dad." I yelled back and grabbed another picture and threw it at the wall just to annoy him. Broken glass was everywhere and I looked down at my wrist. I grabbed my bracelet that matched his and took it off before throwing it.

I grabbed my suitcase and slung my backpack over my shoulder and slammed open my door to see him standing there glaring at me.

"You can have your room back. You can have your ring back. You can have you business back." I growled and took off my ring and dropped it on the ground before going downstairs and going outside. The last words I said to him. But the last words I heard as I shut the door hurt me deep.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

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*Michael*

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out." I yelled, as I watched her walk out. I looked down at the ring I had won her at the end of school festival. I picked it up and shoved it in my pocket. I went into her room to look at the damage. There was glass everywhere. I sighed and went over carefully and picked up a broken picture frame and saw it was the first selfie we ever took together.

I dropped it and saw a glimmer of silver and looked over on the ground and saw her necklace. I picked it up and immediately I knew what I had done. I lost her. But my anger was stronger. I shoved it in the same pocket as the ring and stormed out and slammed her door shut and stormed to my room. I slammed it shut and dropped onto my bed. I grabbed my phone and immediately texted the boys to tell them I was ready to book the flight to London. I didn't want to be here anymore. I was so done with Emmie. I was so done with everyone except the boys. I just couldn't take this anymore.

A/N: Another crappy chapter but it's a double update.