Alone. (Michael Sutthakorn)

Chapter Seventeen.

(Jamie's POV)

Alone. Once again I am alone. I have no one, I can't believe he just changed like that. How could someone go from being so nice and caring towards me, to a complete arsehole? I hate cursing but is a arsehole.

//Our Argument.

"Mike" I said pushing his side. He hasn't really spoke to me for the past couple of days, it's irritating me like hell. He didn't respond so I decided to push his side one last time.

"Stop being a little bitch." He cursed twisting his head to face me, I was taken aback by the way he just spoke to me, he never usually swears at me but... He did.

"Sorry?" I laughed without humour, I'm getting angry, but then I'm scared I'm confused as to why he would change that quickly...

"You heard me, quit it." He said standing up in front of me.

"All I wanted was to talk to you." I stated, he turned his nose up and walked into the kitchen. I followed him not done with this argument. I was right, I new I was.

"Well-" He stopped and thought about what he was going to say, then he shook his head. "You know what?" He said cockily.

"What?!" I shouted fed up with this, if I had anywhere to go I probably would of left by now. I know I should be grateful that he let me stay here but Jesus, he makes life hard.

"Get the fuck out.." He said pointing to the door, that's when I was shocked. So shocked I felt the tears begin to fall, I saw the pained look on his face when he saw me crying. He told me he hated seeing me cry.

"Mikey-" I tried using his nickname but he cut me of once again. I'm confused, why has he changed so quickly?

"Don't call me that." He said. I don't understand? I really don't.. I don't get why he is being like this.

"Michael please." I begged but no. He didn't want none of it.

"Get your your shit and go.." He said and carried on pointing to the front door which I'll soon be walking out of.

I took myself to Michael's room. I gathered all of my things together, I took myself back downstairs into the living room where Michael sat with his head in his hands.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, the question that I've been wondering throughout this argument.

"Because." He said thinking up something. "You were a game, you know what happens to games... They get played, and you were one of my many games." He said with no emotion on his face. I stared at him in pure shock.

I walked out of the house without any final goodbyes, I looked back at the house and Michael was at the door watching me walk out of the house.

I carried on down the road, I had no clue where I would go. A car pulled up alongside me, at first I was scared but I thought what have I got to loose? Nothing.

"Hey." I heard from behind me. I look back to see Ben's face popping out his car window, I nodded and carried on walking unaware on where to go.

"Why are you alone?" He said as we came to a bus stop, I took a seat on the inside. I pulled out a cover from my bag and put it over me, it was the middle of winter I had no coat, I left it at Michael's house.

"I got kicked out of Mikes." I said without hesitation.

"Get in." Ben said. I thought about it for a minute. "I'm not gonna bite, promise," He winked. I laughed a little and got in.

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(Michael's POV)

I found my phone and began to ring the number of the guy who has been terrifying me for the last couple of days.

"Hello." A cold voice answered into the phone. I gulped and thought about what I was about to say.

"I've done it."

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