Starting Over • m.c

Chapter 5

It's been 3 days and Andy hasn't called, or text me. I've called him a bunch of times and texted him everyday. He hasn't shown up at work, it's like he's avoiding me.

I tell Luke what's happened and he tells me I should go to his place.

"It's late though" I whine, not wanting to be that clingy girlfriend.

"So you know he's probably home!" He laughs like this was a funny situation. I just give him a death glare. "Okay sorry, but c'mon it's been 3 days and you haven't heard from him. Go to his place and talk to him"

"Fine." I groan as I get up and leave Luke's place and head to Andy's.

...........

I get up to his room and knock on the door. I hear feet shuffling to the door. He opens the door.

"Angie! Uhm hi." He sounds genuinely shocked that I'm here.

"Hi, listen we need to talk, can I come in?"

"Uhm, can we talk tomorrow? I'll call you." He quickly says as he goes to shut the door.

"Who's there?" I hear a girls voice from inside his apartment. She comes to the door, a tall, blonde, half naked girl stands behind him. I feel my heart start racing and tears fill my eyes. I have nothing to say, I run down the hall and get into the lift as fast as I can dialling Michael's number, why am I calling Michael?

"Hello?" I can tell he just woke up.

"Hi... Uhm it's Angie.. This might be weird but can you pick me up?"

"Uhm sure.. Where are you?" I give him the address and stand on the sidewalk waiting, thinking of every thing that jus happened and wondering why I called Michael.

"Angie, wait!" I turn around to see Andy running out of the doors. He grabs my arm and turns me around to face him. "I'm sorry, I just-"

"You haven't fucking called me in 3 days, you've been skipping work obviously trying to avoid me, I come to see what's wrong and you're fucking some random slut! You better be fucking sorry. But I don't want to hear it. Go fuck yourself, Andy" I let all my anger out on him, I have no clue how I got past the crying stage, but all I felt was anger, thank god Michael showed up before I did something stupid.

"Of course!" Andy says as he sees Michael pull up.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I pause before getting into Michael's car

"You know why I haven't called? And have been avoiding you?" He's raising his voice, I can tell he's getting pissed.

"Why?"

"This is why!" He points towards Michael. "Seriously, Angie! That night when we all hung out, you couldn't take your eyes off him. You didn't pay any fucking attention to me! It was all 'Michael this' 'Michael that'. For fuck sake you've been going on about how much you hate him, when clearly it's the complete opposite! I was just to blind to see how in love you are with this douche! You're a fucking slut" right then Michael gets out of the car and quickly walks towards me and Andy.

"Angie get in the car" Michael says very sternly. He opens the passenger door for me and I get in. Michael looks at Andy "don't ever call a girl a fucking slut. Especially Angie. And don't come near her again" Michael gets back in the car and we drive off.