It felt like I was on fire, my pulse was going 1000 miles an hour, my palms where sweaty and my breath was comming short at I chased after him, I shouuted at him to wait but he yelled back; "Fuck off Tony! You worthless piece of shit!" Sobs tore through my body as I fell to my knees.
"Mike..." I choked out.
I awoke with a start, real tears streaming down my face. I was alone in my bunk. Me and Mike had a fight earlier so he wasn't sleeping with me. It was my fault. All my fucking fault. Maybe I am just a worthless peice of shit. I shoved my face into my pillow. I should just die. I let out a muffled sob. Suddenly my curtain was yanked open. "Shut the fuck u-" Mike began, but he stopped and frowned. "Turtle?" He asked, I felt butterfiles at my nickname. "I-I'm sorry about our fight, I should have listened to you. If you want to break up I totally understand...." He said. Great, now he's crying too. He began to walk away, fear rose in my chest and I grabbed his perfectly tattooed wrist. "Please stay." I murmered pathetically. Hope filled his eyes and he climbed in with me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. He tilted my head so I could see him. He pressed his slightly chapped lip onto mine and I basically melted into his touch. When we pulled away I nuzzled my face into his neck and I fell asleep, listening to his steady heart beat.
