He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 14

Micky's POV

I was dumped on my bed doing nothing and reminiscing every scene that happened in the CR. I've hurt him for sure. Stupid! Stupid! Why did I even say that?!  I wish I could run to him amd tell him I was sorry. That I didn't want him to leave! Yes, I didn't want him to leave, and I don't know why. It's just that I had grown attachment with him. He was a good friend to me, was always my savior and I was happy and delighted that he was, he was my hero.

I heard my phone's ringtone which was Red by Taylor Swift, it seemed like she was writing the song for me. It talked about how someone described the feeling of love, and pain from a broken heart. I love her and her songs, anyway. I saw Micheal's name on my screen, and promptly my heart started to beat faster. I doubted answering the call but I wanted to tell him I was sorry. I am really really sorry for being so dull-witted that I needed to hurt him like that, or was he?

I placed the phone near my ear and answered the call. "Micheal, before you say anything I am re .." but someone cut me from the phone. "Good evening ma'am. I am really really sorry for disturbing you this but it seemed like you were the last person Mr. Gonzales contacted and we do not know whom to contact for help." I immediately sat down and listened anxiously to every word this person was saying. "Is there something wrong?" that was all I could say.

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I stormed out the house as I heard guy saying Micheal was left drunk on a bar distant from my house, probably 20 to 30 minutes away. Why does he need to get drunk! And because mom brought her car, I will be traveling by a cab. I didn't even bother to change; I was still wearing the clothes he bought for me this morning. Damn him!

25 minutes later, I reached the bar. It was awkward once I was inside. I saw girls swaying their hips towards boys who were banging their body through the rythym of the swaying hips and the grinding buts of the girls on the dance floor. This way too disgusting! I was searching for Micheal when somebody grabbed my waist. "Hey! An innocent girl on this very bold bar huh." His voice was cool and was tickling my neck as he was speaking right directly to my ear. I could smell brandy from his breath, and I instantly jumped away his clasp. "Don't you dare touch me!" I thrust away his hands and he directly raised his hands in the air and smirked. He was good looking but I hate guys who do not know the meaning of respect, especially men who treat women unjustly. Screw them all! He stared and smiled at me for a minute. "I like it when girls seem to not like me. I find it challenging." and winked at me. That is probably the most sickening wink I have ever seen in my life. I just ignored him and continued looking for Micheal. I saw a familiar guy leaning on a desk in front of a waiter who gives the wine orders of their costumers, name of that particular section, I don't know. I walked immediately towards him but the guy a while ago held my arms, I looked back at him and saw a smile forming from his lips. I thought of that as an insult, and I do not allow anyone to look at me as spiteful as that. I prepared my fist and hardened it before striking his face hard. And yes! It as a goal! Everyone turned their faces at us, centering their attention at us. "Next time you grab me like that, I'll bury you alive!" I averted my attention from him who was caressing his jaw and his left cheek. He deserves that. I walked away and went to the guy over the deck. "Micheal?" I looked down at the guy and I was right, it was Micheal. He looked up, and I saw aviolet mark on his left eye; a bruise. How come I didn't know this? A man who was aged probably on his 30's came up to me "What happened? I thought he was just drunk?!" I noticed I was raising my voice a bit. I was worried! "I am really sorry for not informing you, Ms. Micky, right?" I nodded. "As we were talking on the phone, he grabbed somebody. They got into fight." He continued explaining everything to me and told me Micheal was with another guy when he went in, and that they have seen Micheal for couple of times here and have never seen him acting like this.

After telling the manager about taking him home, he asked a guy to help me up. "Jason! Come'on over here!" As I looked at the person he called while looking down and checking Micheal, I felt dismay! Damn! He was the guy I hit! He looked over me and his brows met. This is gonna be a great night.

We were on our way to the parking lot, Jason, held Micheal from the right and I did on the left. I remembered the car he used when he drive me to McDonalds’. I checked his keys on his pocket and there it was, didn’t this guy keep it to a safer place. He probably has the best car in town and he just leaves it unattended. We placed him in the passenger seat and locked him at his seatbelt. “Are you going to drive?” the guy finally talked. “Yes” I answered bitterly opening the driver’s seat. “Taking him home is too sweet. He’s lucky he has a girlfriend like you.” He smiled at me and I saw that small cut on his lower lip. “He’s not my boyfriend” I answered shortly banging the door right in front of him. I have already thought of using the car because he was drunk when I was on my way here so I brought my driver’s license. I was supposed to step on the gas when I heard a knock. I sighed and opened the window to raise a brow at him.

“What again?” I said staring annoyed at him.”Aren’t you even going to say you were sorry? Or even thank me for helping you up?” Oh God! “Well, thank you mister for helping me. But I won’t say I’m sorry because you deserve that. That enough?” I closed the window immediately and turned to look at Micheal who was unconscious. Where am I gonna take him? Not in my house! My mom would kill me if I let a guy stay at home.

What about just send him home? Where does he live anyway?! I donot even know that. CRAP!!!

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I've re-writen this thrice, undecided about what this part would be. And finally made up my mind. Another character! Welcome Jason!

We will hear a lot from Jason later. Thanks for reading :))