The Exchange (Michael Clifford Fanfic)

Chapter 50

MICHAELS POV

I woke up in Luke’s bed with a pounding headache. And I was covered in dry blood. Oh fuck. I look around for my phone and my shoes and see that nothing. I run downstairs and see Luke and Calum sitting down making sandwiches. “What the fuck happened…” I mutter. They both exchange glances and look away from me. “That bad?” I whisper. “You fucked up.” Calum says sighing.

“Did I hurt Grace?.. Oh fuck!! Take me home!!” I start yelling. “Calm down dude. Okay, were aren’t taking you back until you calm down.” Luke says. “NO take me back!” I get up and push Luke. “NO, YOU FUCKING LOVE THIS GIRL AND YOUR ACTING LIKE AN ANIMAL, IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER YOU’LL LOSE HER. JUST RELAX.” Calum yells stepping inbetween me and Luke. “Okay… Okay.. I just… I’m sorry. Just take me back so I can get cleaned up.” I whisper. “Okay, man. Any funny business and she’s done. So just calm down.” Luke says grabbing his keys.

The car ride was silent and the guys barely talked to me. I really fucked up. As we approach the house I take a deep breath in before I walk in. The house was pretty clean and I was confused because I knew we had a party. There were even trash bags outside, full of beer. I walk upstairs and see that Grace’s door was completely broken. I gasp in fear as I see what I did.

I walk to my room and take a deep breath before I walk in. I see Grace lying on her side of the bed cuddling with a pillow. She was in shorts and one of my hoodies, she also had the hood over her head and a few used tissues next to her. I lay down next to her and drag her close to me. “Baby.” I whisper and she moves a little but not fully waking up. “Grace.” I whisper again. “Hmm?” She says as her eyes flutter open. She immediately pushes me and her eyes are widen with fear.

“I’m so sorry.” I tell her. “Just.. Leave me alone.” She says starting to cry but she still lays on the bed, she looked horrified. “Just tell me what happened.” I mutter. “No.” She tells me. And I see she has a large bandage on her foot. “Did I do this?” I cringe at the possibility. “Yeah.” She says wiping a few tears. “Why?” I question her.

“You fucking freaked out on me and got really violent.” She says hysterically. “I… I’m sorry. It will never happen again… This wasn’t supposed to happen again.” I say far too quickly and regret the words as they leave my mouth.

“You were violent with Layla?” She asks me and I nod my head. “Yeah.. I was, it was a mistake.”

“Tell me what the fuck happened.” She commands. “Please Grace.” I say with pleading eyes. “Tell me what the fuck happen Michael.” She says getting a little bit louder although she was still crying. “It happened after I picked her up from Ashton’s… After they had sex….”

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I drove up to see Layla sitting on the curb outside of Ashton’s apartment. “Baby what happened?” I say as I jumped out of the car and there were tears in her eyes. “Why did you leave the party?” I question as she starts to stand up. “I.. Um… I left.” She says walking toward the car.

“Can you take me home?” She questions. “Yes.. tell me what happened?” I ask her again getting nervous. I was starting to drive a little recklessly because I was terrified about what she was about to say, “I just left with Ashton that’s all.” She says and as soon as the words left her mouth I already knew. “LAY! You fucked him?” I growl at her. “I umm…” She doesn’t finish her sentence.