An Adventure Of Life

Chapter thirty two

~Michelle~

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I snapped.

"Woah. Wait. You two know each other?" Tom asked.

"Michelle, did you take your medicine?" Nathaly asked.

"Yeah I did but that doesn't matter. What the fuck are you doing here?" I repeated.

"Michelle, please. We said we were sorry." He said.

"Sorry doesn't even cover 1% of anything, Lucifer." I snapped.

"Michelle...." I cut him off by putting my hand up.

"You know what? I gotta go. I don't wanna be late. I'll talk to you later Nathaly and Tom." I said.

"Michelle, please." He said.

He grabs my shoulder but I pushed him.

"Don't touch me." I snapped.

I walk out and see Sam already waiting for me by my car.

"Hey, Sam." I said.

"Hey, Michelle. Ready to go?" He said.

I nodded and we get inside my car before I drove off to the therapist. It was difficult with a cast on but I managed it.

Does Tom even know what Lucifer did?

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Therapy went okay. I did cry and start getting angry but it went okay.

I'm making another appointment for another day.

When we head out, my phone starts to ring.

Luke is calling me.

"Sam, can you drive?" I asked.

He nods and I give him my keys before answering my phone.

"Hey princess. How did it go?" He said.

"Hey. Therapy went okay. But you'll never guess who Tom is dating." I said.

"Who?" He asked.

"Lucifer. One of the three that bullied me." I said.

"Seriously? Does Tom even know?" He asked.

"I don't know. I don't want to tell anything because he seems happy with Lucifer but I can't allow anything happening to Tom." I said.

"I know. Hey, so apparently our last show before we go on break for your graduation is in Australia and I got you backstage passes with front row tickets. So you, Beck, and Nathaly can come." He said.

"Really? That's amazing." I said.

"Oh gotta go. Time for our show." He said.

"Alright. Love you." I said.

"Love you too." He said.

I hung up and sighed.

"You feeling okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. It's just some pain I'm feeling in my hand." I lied.

I mean I'm feeling okay but I don't wanna talk about anything right now.

I just feel like sleeping and not waking up.

"Oh, um Sam. Before we head home, can we head to the pharmacy? I gotta pick up some medication." I said.

He nods and continues driving.

My phone beeps and I look to see an unknown number.

Unknown: hey, it's Lucifer. I took your number from dean. Listen we gotta talk. Me, you, and Dean.