Alone. (Michael Sutthakorn)

Chapter Thirty-One.

These past days have been painful, this is going to be the stupidest thing I've ever said but I went back to my father's house. I had nowhere else to go but at least at me fathers house, I'm guaranteed a bed and a nights sleep. The only person that is on my mind is Michael. I wonder if he is okay?

"Time to get up." My Dad said bursting into my room, I recently started my new job at a salon part time. I only go there to sit at the till and to sweep up the excess hair. It's still a job, when I got to my fathers I had to apologise and promise him that I would never do it again. We did compromise, he told me that when I finally gather the money to move in to a flat, I'm allowed - better than nothing.

"Okay, Dad." I replied climbing out of the low bed. I sigh resting my elbows on my legs. He stared at me for a moment, nodded his head then removed himself from my room-I think he could tell that I wasn't in the mood, today is the worst day. I just feel terrible today, I've began to realise how much my attitude changed when I was around Michael.

Rolling out of bed, I make my way to the big wardrobe which is placed by the door. I swing the door open, I see Michael's hoodie in the corner of the wardrobe. I know it's a bit soon to be making decisions but I'm going to, I want to forget about him. I sighed and pulled my work top out and my blue ripped jeans. I throw them on, then run downstairs. I put my shoes on and grab my phone.

Two texts...

From Emilia:

Hey beaut! We need to meet soon, need a long catch up. Mikey told me you came home, where are you?💘

To Emilia:

Hiya! I guess I've got a lot of explaining to do, I guess you could say that I'm back at my dad's but I'll be moving soon, catch up soon,💘

The second text...

From Dan:

Hey, I'm on no ones side but I want to talk to you, I promise I'm not annoyed I need to speak to you. Can you talk tonight? 5 o'clock? X

To Dan:

Hey, I don't see why you want to speak to me but sure, where d'you wanna meet? X

I finished answering my texts, I stroll to the bus stop which was pretty close to my house. This bus runs behind Mike's house, I don't want to remind myself constantly about him. I just need to live my life and forget about the past.

The third stop came, this was my stop. I jump off and put my head phones in as I still have a little bit of a walk to the salon.

'Darling I will be loving you, till' were 70'

I just want to hug him. I want to be with him.

No!

No!

No!

I pull my headphones out of my ear, I walk into my place of work and start my shift.

"Jamie!" My manager called. "We're being called into the business blocks, we would like you too come with us and take notes, if you want." He said grabbing his work bag, I nod and grab my bag from the counter too.

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Once we had arrived at the business blocks, it looked familiar. It looked like a place near Michael's house, well, where I used to live.

We walk up the steep stairs and head towards this wooden door at the end of the corridor. I follow my manager through the door which had just kindly been opened for us, I was confused as to why we were actually here.