Be Mine Tonight - Michael Clifford

Chapter 30 - Three Months Later

A/N: Helloh friends

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter does have abuse.
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Riley.

I was breathless as I felt his body weight move from mine. I heard him pulling his clothes on. The zip of his pants, the sound of the metal on his belt. Here I was practically hyperventilating, but he easily pulled his body from mine.

"Where are you going?" I asked

"Out" Adam said. He leaned over and placed a sloppy kiss on my lips. I felt nothing. "I'll see you later baby girl. Don't wait up."

Then he was gone. Probably off to sleep with whatever other girl he was seeing. This is how it has been since we graduated in early June. A month ago we moved in together. Let's just say my parents were less than thrilled to hear that news.

"YOU'RE WHAT?" They said in unison.

I stumbled over the words, explaining what Adam wanted. Making it sound like I wanted it just as much. "I love Adam and I'm old enough. So even if you say no I'll still go."

"Riley this is crazy, you're only eighteen." My mom said

"I'm going, Mom. End of story and I did. The next day I was packed and gone.

I still feel like shit about it. My Mom could sense that something was off about it, about me. Ever since Michael left I wasn't the same. I was faking the smile for Adam, obviously. Among other things. Stuff he forced me to do at first. Now I just lay there and take it. Pretend that I like it. There's no point in fighting.

I pulled myself out of bed and walked to the bathroom, cringing as I looked in the mirror. Bruises all over my stomach and arms. I hopped in the shower, hoping to wash away the disgusting act that just took place. But as always, I didn't feel any better.

Once I was back in bed I scrolled through my instagram. It hurt to see the pictures Carly posted. She went with Luke after graduation. They wanted to be together and Carly wanted to travel. Some posts were selfies, others were of her and Luke. I stopped when I saw a boy with an abnormal color of hair in the background of one of her photos.

It was Michael. His hair looked white. They were at a party and he was leaning towards a girl. He must have whispered something funny in her ear because she seemed to be laughing. I felt tears buling in my eyes. I fucking missed him so much. It hurt more and more everyday.

Michael wasn't lying when he said he would disappear from my life. The next time i passed his house it looked empty. There was no black suv in the driveway. Carly said she saw a moving van come and take everything. I deleted all pictures I had of him. It was like we never met. All that lived with me was a ghost. And it fucking haunts me every day.

My room was so silent I piratically hit the ceiling when my phone started ringing. "Hey, Car" I said

"Hi!" she chirped "How are you?"

I put on the act, like I always did. "I'm great, Carly. How are you?"

"I'm great" she said quickly "Are you alone?"

I didn't like where this was going. "Yes?"

"I'm going to send you the link to a video."

"Why does it matter if I'm alone for that?" I asked "Are you sending me like porn or something?"

She laughed a bit on the other end. "No. But I need you to promise me something"