Our lost love {A.I}

Chapter 6

Michael was standing there with his arms crossed avoiding looking at me. He was shaking and his cheeks were rosy and tear stained. I felt horrible, I had never seen him like this before. "Mikey...what's going on? Is this really about Bailey?" I was trying to be gentle with him. "You know, Yes it is. I haven't slept in four days ash. But I don't need your freaking help. I'm not a child. I didn't ask you to come here and act all sweet to me like you know how this feels. Bye." He started shutting the door and shove my foot between the doorway and the door. "Ow." I say under my breath. I'm starting to get pissed. He's being so short with me and it's making it hard for me to feel bad for him. "Ok, do you not fucking understand what hell I've been through. Yeah sure she was your best friend but she was my girlfriend. My world. And I don't wanna live in a world without her anymore. Don't you dare tell me that I don't know how you feel. Now you can act like an adult and let me in or I'm gonna leave. I don't wanna be in your pitty party. I don't even know if what your feeling is real." he had a shocked look on his face like I just shot an arrow through his heart. I feel guilty. What have I done?

"Oh, I see how it is. I'm sorry I upset you.." he started closing the door and before I could apologize it was closed and I hear a click of the lock on the door. I dont know what to do.  Do I stay? Do I leave? I decide to leave and just go home. I need to be alone.  I still can't believe I freaking did that. I've lost my girl and one of my best friends in one month. I can't handle this anymore. Because of how hurt I am I'm pushing the only people I have in my life away from me. If one of the boys shows up I'm gonna lose it. I can't do it. I just can't. I go into my room and find my hiding spot. Yes I have a hiding spot. I used to have it when I had anxiety attacks. Its silly but it helped. I sit down and start to cry. I'm so lost I don't know what to do anymore. Every day I think I'm getting better and all those thoughts go down the drain when it's the middle of the night when no one can hear me falling apart. I throw my head up against the wall behind me and a piece of paper falls off the shelf. It looks like a note. I pick it up and it has my name on it. Whats this?? I open it and it's a letter from Bailey.

(I'm Sorry this update is so short but I not exactly in the best mood but thank you for 155 reads! Keep it up (: )