Candace's POV
So.. I lost him? My Mikey.. Gone..? I fucked up, how could I do this to him?! How can I make things right? I decide to call him
"H-Hello?" I stutter
"Who is this?" Michael must've deleted my number, which makes sense.. But how does he not recognize the sound of my voice? A tear falls.
"Michael, babe.. It's me Candace." And by this time, I'm trying to fight tears.
"Oh. I um, have things to do" Michael hangs up. Didn't give me a chance.. I can't believe I hurt him as bad as I did.. I call him again.
"Look Candace, You hurt me. I don't want nothing to do with you. Stop calling me and loose my number. Okay?"
"Michael. I'm sorry. It was a stupid mistake. I got drunk, and Niall took me home. Yes I cheated on you, but I wasn't thinking clearly. I'm sorry. I'll never make that mistake again. I just want you back." And now I'm sobbing.
"Who's to say you won't do it again. You know what they say. Once a cheater, always a cheater." He says.
"I won't I promise. Give me one more chance please?" I beg
"I can't say yes that easy. You really hurt me, and now you expect me to take you back just like that?" I can hear him crying now
"Michael, I admit it was probably the stupidest thing I could have ever done." I begin, but he intrupts me
"That's an understatement."
"I don't know what I was thinking to be honest. It was a spur of the moment thing. I was at the bar, he bought me a drink- or more.. Anyway, I kinda got drunk and he decided to take me home, and I wasn't sure of my choices, and it all kind of went downhill from there..." I explain.
"See, that's the problem. You were drunk. That's what makes it hard to trust you. You could go out, get drunk and cheat on me again. I still love you, a lot, but I can't risk getting hurt again. I think its time I do what's best for me.." He says before hanging up.
I sighed. How did I manage to make this stupid of a mistake? I grab my car keys and leave. Where am I going? I don't know. But I hope I don't make it home. Ever. I pull out of the drive way, headed to my destination of death or insanity. About an hour later, it starts to down pour.
"I can't fucking see!" I hit my steering wheel, and the horn makes a sound. I jump, speeding to try and make it home before there's too much rain. And then everything's black.
*****
I wake up.
"Wha-where am I?" I ask, still sleepy.
"Hospital." A voice. Who is that?
"Who are you..?"
"It's me, Michael." Michael? Who's Michael?
"Who?" I hear a slight sob
"M-michael.. Your.. your.. boyfriend.." Boyfriend?
"Wait. What happened?" I'm so confused..
"You got into a car accident and hit your head on the dash really hard. It's a good thing they found you when they did, because you could've bled to death." woah...
