100 Days ((5SOS))

Day 4

-----(MICHAEL'S POV)-----

I winced at the sound of sobs coming from the bunk under me. Luke had been crying for a day straight now, and it was becoming a little annoying.

I mean, I didn't get any sleep last night because his cries kept me up. And I've been laying in bed all day because of my exhaustion. Just me, my laptop, and last night's pizza. Hells yeah, I guess being tired wasn't so bad.

I hate to see Luke suffering, though, because he really didn't deserve to be hurt. Especially with his birthday coming up soon.

I decided that I should call Sage to try and figure out why she would dump him so suddenly. I mean, just a few days ago they were all lovey dovey kissy gross shit. Funny how fast things can change.

Before calling Sage, I send a text to Liv. Damn I miss her.

I took a quick selfie of me eating a slice of pizza and made the caption:

"Almost tastes as good as you :P"

Then I decided it was time to call sage. This was going to be extremely awkward... We haven't spoken more than a few words ever since that one night.

At about 5 rings in, I was greeted by a very tired, but very sassy tone. "Mikey why the fuck are you calling me at 5:00 am?" Sage snapped.

"I-I'm sorry. I just wanted to talk." Wow, Michael. Way to sound lame.

Sage's voice became a bit softer before she replied. "It's fine. Sorry, I'm just tired. What do you need? I mean, we haven't really talked, Michael. I'm surprised you're calling me."

"I know I know. I still feel bad about that night. But I miss you, Sage. We used to be like, biffles. Now everything's too awkward. So I'm sorry." I really had no idea what I was saying.

"Mike, you've said sorry many times. It's fine.we've been over this. Is that all you need to tell me?" Sage said.

"Well I wanted to talk about Luke, but I got so caught up in remembering that night. I know I just said sorry, like 5 seconds (of summer) ago, but I really still feel so bad."

"Mikeeyyy stop saying sorry!" She pleaded.

The memories of that night, only 6 months ago, flooded through the deepest recesses of my brain. I cringed at the thought.

****FLASH BACK****

"You're such a fucking ass hole, michael!" Olivia screamed at me. I was so confused as to why she was mad.

I was trying to be a nice boyfriend, so I went to the store to buy Cookies and Cream ice cream for my needy girlfriend. Well of coarse, they were out of Cookies and Cream, so I bought mint chocolate chip instead. I thought Liv would be happy enough with that, since they didn't have cookies and cream.

Well once I got to her house and gave her the mint chocolate chip, she went ballistic. I mean totally white girl screaming crying ballistic. All for some damn ice cream.

"You're so stupid, Michael! You got the wrong fucking kind." I guess it was just that time of the month...

I shrugged, not knowing what to say.

"YOU DONT EVEN CARE YOU ASS HOLE. JUST GET OUT. I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU ANYMORE." She hollered.

"Liv-" I tried to calm her before she interrupted me.

"I SAID GET OUT"

Fuck. I was now pissed.

I made my way to my car, and groped under the back seat for my stash. At last I found what I was looking for. I chugged a few bud lights before starting up my car and backing out of Liv's driveway.

I quickly sent a text over to my good friend, Sage. Maybe she could cheer me up.

"Coming over." I wrote.

I swerved down the roads, lucky not to injure Anyone as I did so. I was too intoxicated to give a shit about my dangerous actions.

Finally arriving at Sage's house, I stumbled up to the door, and rang the doorbell 10 times in a row.

She opened the door with a smile on her face, "Hey mike!" Woah mike..." Her face suddenly fell.

"What the hell happened? Are you drunk?" She questioned.

I slurred a few words that didn't make sense before falling into her arms.

Woah, I never really realized that Sage was actually hot. She wore a tank top that showed just the right amount of cleavage, and some sweat pants.

I hungrily eyed her up and down, causing a gasp to escape her lips.

"Mikey! What the fuck." She yelled, playfully slapping my arm.

"Liv broke up with me." I slurred, making it hard to understand what I was saying.

"Oh shit, Michael. I'm sorry. Wait, did you drive over here drunk!? Michael how could you? Do you know how dangerous that is?"

Her criticism was making me even more enraged. I was at the point where I had completely lost control over my body.

I grabbed Sage and began planting kisses all over her neck.

"Michael! Stop it. You know I have a boyfriend!" Sage pleaded. I couldn't stop.

I picked her up and brought her upstairs, where I found the closest bed.

"PLEASE STOP MICHAEL! Please."

She tried to squirm out of my grip, I could feel her heart racing in fear.

I slammed her down on to the bed and planted a messy kiss on her lips. Before trying to slide her shirt off, I locked eyes with her.

She was crying and yelling, telling me to stop. I could sense her fear.

In her eyes I saw a look of plead. That's when I realized what I was doing. I was so shocked at myself, and mad, and sad. My emotions jumbled together creating a mess of fury.

I left Sage, lying on the bed, and I stormed out the door.

Since that awful, awful day, I have been going to a therapist. I've been taking pills to help with my anger management. I apologized to Sage, but it just didn't feel right. What I started to do to her, and almost did, was awful, and it took a long time for me to forgive myself. Luckily, Luke forgave me for doing that to his girlfriend. I was so lucky to have such a forgiving best friend. I also confessed to Liv what I had done. It took a few weeks, but she forgave me. It was just Sage who I knew would never be the same.

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