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Gone

Michaels POV

I went straight home after my argument with Ivy. I wanted to shut myself away in my room but I thought better of it. I knew I needed to talk to someone about this, It was something I hadn't done since it happened.

My mother was doing something in the kitchen I could hear her crashing around so I went in there "Mum" I said standing in the doorway "What is it, Michael?" She said stopping to turn to me "Can I talk to you?" I asked slowly "I'm busy now can't it wait son?" She asked flustered pointing around the kitchen "Oh sure. It doesn't matter" I said walking away to look for my father.

I'd never had the closest relationship with my dad but I didn't have anyone else here so he was my only shot just to get this all off of my chest he was sitting in the sitting room on his old arm chair in front of the tv "Dad" I said walking over and sitting on the arm of the couch beside him "What?" He asked too interested in the tv to bother even looking at me I sighed and stood up again "Nothing. It doesn't matter" I said walking up the stairs and into my room.

I sat on my bed and took out my phone dialing a number I'd called so much I knew it off "Michael" Calum said quickly "Hey, Cal. Are you busy?" I asked but I heard a girls giggle in the background "Kind of mate, is it important?" He asked his voice sounded muffled slightly "No it's not important. I'll just talk to you later" I said sighing "Are you sure?" He asked his voice clearer now "Yeah it doesn't matter. Have fun" I said trying to sound cheery like he expected me to be "Thanks mate I'll call you later" He said before hanging up.  I knew he wouldn't call me later. He'd have too much fun with whatever girl he was getting over Kylie with this time and he'd forget that I even existed, Not that I could blame him really.

I leaned back so I was laying flat on the bed and let my mind wander to the part of it that I hadn't let it for a long time.

I woke up sweaty and I sat up quickly wiping my face with the back of my hand. I stretched and pulled my phone to check the time 8.30 it read "Shit" I cursed under my breath I was sure it was only about 5 when I got home. I also saw that I had 3 missed calls and a text.  I checked and the calls were all from Calum, I felt bad that I'd thought badly of him earlier I went onto check the messages

'Hey mate, I must've missed you. Are you alright? You didn't sound too good on the phone. Call me back - Cal'

I didn't feel like talking to anyone anymore. Besides Calum had his own stuff to deal with as did my parents why should I make them feel any worse by dropping my problems on them? They wouldn't be able to do anything to help me anyway.

I pushed myself up off of the bed and grabbed a jacket off of the chair beside my bed and pulled it on as I walked out of my room closing my door lightly. My parents were no longer in the house I wasn't surprised neither of them seemed to want to be around me anymore whenever I was home they weren't. I didn't blame them I wasn't much company lately. The dark was beginning to draw in by the time I got there. I creaked the gate open and walked down the path I stopped and took deep breaths before I turned to walk down another smaller pathway and I came to a stop. I hadn't been here in too long, I'd gotten caught up in everything going on but she was never far from my thoughts "Hey babe" I whispered running my fingers over the headstone 'Cara Jones a fallen angel taken too soon'

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