•during• Chapter Three

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|Nova Kingston|

Michael looked as if he were about to punch someone. He looked at me viciously, his fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

"Care to explain to me why you were with Ian Moore?" He spat.

"What the hell are you on about? I told you; everything is over! He hates me! It's not like you care, you don't even seem to notice me half of the time!"

He stayed silent for a moment, before he looked down and muttered, "Do you still love him?"

"What?"

"You just said that he hates you. Do you hate him?"


"I," I sighed. Michael grunted before he turned and walked away. "Michael! I don't know, okay? I don't love him, I honestly don't, but I really have no reason as to why I should hate him either!" I wrapped my fingers around his wrist, my palm latched onto it.

"He did call you names," he grumbled.

"Yeah, well at least he didn't ignore me," I mumbled. He began to respond when I cut him off. "And there was at least a reason behind him ignoring me."

"I had a reason," he hissed, his face now just inches from mine.

"What, was your popularity on the line?" I snapped, letting go of his wrist and storming out the living area.

"It's not like that!" He shouted.

"You're right; even with me there, your little followers will still follow!" I shouted, going into my room, otherwise known as the guest bedroom, and grabbing a duffel bag. I stuffed clothes into it and I grabbed my toothbrush and other toiletries while at it.

I'm sick of this. I need to stop doing this, for the sake of my own happiness. I don't care how selfish it sounds, I honestly couldn't give a shit about Michael at the moment.

I really felt like a bitch.

As I was exiting their house, an arm came flinging in front of me, stopping my from walking any further.

"Where are you going?" Michael asked.

"To go see loved ones." I responded, dunking underneath his arm and exiting the house.

This is all going to be over soon.

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a/n:

Hey, I know this is short and I'm sorry. It's spring break and I was highly considering putting this story on hold because I honestly don't feel like I'm going anywhere with it and I may get reads on each chapter (around 100 each) but I only get, like, 3 votes on every chapter. I probably sound needy, but is really like some feedback or something, at least. Otherwise, the story will be on hold until I did a way to go with it. I came up with a decision. If I can get 10 votes on this chapter, I'll keep this story going. I'm sorry.

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