Bleeding Colors |Michael Clifford|

Chapter 6

Michael P.O.V

After Amy left I felt like complete shit. I can't beleive I said that to her. After everything she told me. How she feels about herself. And what she does to herself. And I say something so ignorant like that. And I didn't even go after her.

She was the first person to talk to me for over a month. Besides my mom. I don't have any brothers or sisters so I don't even have them to talk to.

I was so mad at myself after she left I ended up breaking plates in the kitchen. I yelled at the top of my lungs and slammed the plates down to the floor. I broke about 6 plates before I stopped.

Shards of glass littered my kitchen, and my mom was gonna be home in a few minutes. I shuffled around finding the dustpan and cleaning up the glass. I dumped it in the trash and ran up to my room.

I pretended to be looking through Facebook when my mom walked into my room.

"Michael?" she said as she peeked through the door.

"Yeah mom?"

"Do you want to go to town with me? I need to get some groceries and we can get supper. Your dad won't be home tonight." She said the last part with a sigh.

"Yeah. Just give me a sec."

She closed the door and I shut my laptop. I noticed Amy's clothes were still in my room and I hid them in my closet while grabbing another pair of clothes for myself.

After I changed I jogged down to the kitchen and my mom was waiting by the back porch door. We both made our way to the car and most of the snow had already melted.

"Can you believe it snowed Mikey? I've lived here all my life and never once has it snowed."

"That's pretty cool mom." I looked put the window and I think my mom figured out I wasn't in the mood to talk because she turned the radio up.

My mom always liked the shitty country music. I hated country music. And I mean hate. The radio station was playing Big Green Tractor and I wanted to tear my brains out. But I wasn't really hearing the music because I was too consumed in my own thoughts.

When we arrived at the grocery store my mother grabbed a shopping cart while I went back to the music section to look at new and old CDs I might want to buy. My CD collection was always growing. It had all kinds of music I liked from Blink to Green Day to Iron Maiden. Most kids my age didn't like the same music as me and it bothered me a little.

I picked out two more CDs to add to my collection and went to go find my mom. I found her standing in the tampon aisle. Well today's gonna be a nice week. I kept walking to the next aisle until I saw her finally leave her aisle. She saw me in the next aisle looking at birthday cards.

"Mikey why are you looking at birthday card?" My mom said as she brought the cart up next to me.

"I like reaading them. Some of them are funny." I lied. I mean some of them are funny but I would never look at birthday cards just because they're funny.

We made our way up to check out and I helped my mom put the groceries on the conveyor belt. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I had a text from my friend Ashton

Hey Mike! You wanna come over? We are having an emergency band practice

I'm in an amateur band called 5 Seconds of Summer and we are actually quite terrible. There are four member. Ashton, Luke, Calum, and then of course me. I quickly sent Ashton a text telling him I would be there in about a half an hour.

I followed my mom to her car and we unloaed the groceries into the trunnk of the car. I hopped in the front seat while she took the cart to the rack. Once she got into the car I told her I needed to go to Ashton's for an emregency band practice. She nodded her head and dropped me off at his house.

I went up to open the door and was greeted by Calum pulling me by my arm into the house and onto the couch.

"Jesus Christ Calum! What the fuck?"

"Just shut up and listen."

Ashton walked into the living room at this point followed by Luke and they were all smiling from ear to ear.

"What is going on?!?" I practically yelled. It frustrates me when I don't know what is going on.

"WE GOT OUR FIRST GIG!" The three of them yelled in unison.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?" I shouted back. Completely in utter shock.

"Yeah! It's on Saturday. Which is tomorrow." Ashton said matter of factly.

With that we all made our way to Ashton's garage to practice for our first gig! Our very own gig. Wow. Who would have thought.

I grabbed my guitar and played a few chords before we started our rehearsal.

~*~

"Are you guys ready?" Luke said in our group huddle.

It's Saturday. And we are getting ready to play our first gig. There are only about 12 people here, but I guess it's still people. We broke out of our huddle and made our way to our spots. And that's when I saw her.

Amy was standing in the front row. Nothing to lose.

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Hi guys! So I'm really happy with how this is going! I hope you guys enjoy it too:)

-Alyssa