Lean On Me

Long gone. Pt3

CHAPTER 3. —
MICHAELS POV.

Clenching my jaw tightly as I still had a hold of her wrists tightly, I throw them down roughly back to her sides, "Don't touch, Keep your hands to yourself." I warn clenching my jaw tight before continuing to stuff the suitcase full of my clothes, Zipping it close before sitting it down at the dresser. I tried to ignore her sobs, She is like a damn fucking kid crying. "Why are you crying?" I question to her as I grab a black button up long sleeve from the closet, Along with black jeans and some black boots that were quite vintage already. I scoff to myself as she decided to remain silent.

"Now you wanna cry when you've been caught, You should cry when you have your legs open to another man. Don't cry now. You have no reason to, Sweetheart." I speak over to her in disgust while sliding the sleeves upon my arms, And buttoning up each button as the both of us stood in the quiet room. "I won't do it again, Where are you going to go? You can't leave and you won't. You love me." She assures me as she wipes off the salty tears that were falling down as she spoke out in a crack voice, "Where am I going to go? That shouldn't be your concern, You didn't tell me where you were going so why should I, Hm?" I look up at her with angry and hate in my eyes when I shoot back harshly, Scoffing once more as I finish getting dressed to leave.

"Have a wonderful life your unfaithful ways, I'm out of here." I remind her of how she is as I grab everything that belongs to me, And when she recognizes how serious I am, She begins to scream and cry out bloody murder and tries to rush to get in my way but I'm already past through the bedroom door. I sigh deeply and widen my eyes at her being dramatic, I mean why? She brought this upon herself.

As I now made my way finally down the stairs, I place my black fedora at the top of my head before heading out, "Sometimes you just don't know who you're in love with and what they truly are." I speak out to her, Staring into the darkness of the outdoors without even looking her way but I can tell she's a real big mess, "Get a grip of yourself." I say mumbling to myself while shaking my head in frustration as her cries filled my ears, Looking back at her dramatically fallen at the front door before heading out.

FOUR YEARS LATER.

BELLAS POV.

As my lazily eyes shoot up from the alarm clock going off like crazy, I slam the palm of my hand at the top of it to shut it off. Lifting my head from off my pillow as I hold myself up from my elbows, Scamming my eyes around the room before turning my head to the direction of my husband sleeping peacefully. A small smile forms upon my lips as I admire him from aside, Sighing deeply before jumping out of bed steadily, Rubbing my fingertips through my curly hair as I remember that I have to go to work, Shit. I groan at the fact of being at work with snobby people around, I get over it and make my way over to the restroom.

Now that I have finished adjusting makeup and restroom tasks that you usually do the morning, I slide open the closet door and dig for some of my "professional" clothing. Grabbing two of the racks of my outfits for my tops and bottoms, Undressing myself in front of the mirror as I study myself for a while. Shaking my head as I clear my thoughts, Grabbing my black slacks that adjusted around my curves perfectly, Along with my white buttoned up long sleeve and a black blazer to go along with it. "Good Morning, Beautiful." I hear a sleepy voice day from behind, I couldn't help but smile at his compliments especially this early. "Good Morning, Handsome." I say back as I blink my eyes slowly, Not turning around even though I can see his every move from the look of the reflection in the mirror while adjusting my fitted curls over my shoulders slightly before adjusting mascara. After that, I turn to his presence, Fitting into my slip on heels before walking myself over to his side of the bed, "Are you hungry? I can make you something before I go in." I coo to his sleepy self, Caressing his cheek softly with my thumb, Looking down at him.

"No, Baby. You go on to work, I'll probably just sleep in more. Not feeling very great but don't worry it's nothing major." He says gently with a slight smile, I nod my head with a frown as look at him deeply, I knew I couldn't argue with that. "Okay, I hope you feel better. I Guess I should get going. Bye, I love you." I say my goodbye before heading out, Taking my hand back. The loud click against the floor of my heels echo in the room as I exit myself from the room. "Have a great day at work." He says once more, Looking over my shoulders as I blow a kiss before waving farewell.

Michaels really has had enough, Huh? Yep. But stay tune for what will happen and how things will change their lives forever. It's still exciting to be writing stories, I absolutely love it. I'm working on another story as well, If you want to read that one, Along with others. Just stay tuned.