~Chapter Thirteen~

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I woke up later on Mike's couch like I always am. 'That's funny... I don't remember coming back home.' I thought. I began to refer to Mike's house as our house. I mean, we are dating. And we do technically live together. I'm just surprised I didn't wake up next to him... He usually does that... 'He... He must of been tired.' I reasoned. I didn't want to think what I thought it was. God please don't let that happen...
I could feel tears pricking my eyes, but kept them from falling. I needed to keep my true emotions hidden. I bet that isn't the reason... Mike would never not love me... right? He... He'll always love me... and I'll love him... But... But what if he never loved me? What if I was some... some excuse? What if it was out of pity? What if he didn't even like me? Why? Why am I thinking these things? Why do I ever over think everything? Why can't I be like Mike?
Then I heard "Hello daddy, hello mom, I'm your Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherrybomb!" Mike's ringtone. Except, it's the one he use for only his lovers... and I wasn't calling him... I felt the tears again, I ran to the bathroom, past Mike's room. I could hear him yelling something at me. I don't care. He lied to me. He cheated on me... I don't care. He doesn't deserve the attention.
I couldn't, I wish I couldn't feel it. But I couldn't stop loving him. 'Why do I still love him?! He fucking cheated on me! Like Doll! That fucking man-whore!' My mind was yelling. Maybe... Maybe it wasn't true.
But I sat there sobbing, my head in between my knees.
"Jere... you okay?" Mike asked from the other side of the door. "G-get away!" I yelled through my sobbing.
He then bust the door down. "Jeremy. What. Happened? Did someone hurt you-?" Before he could finish I interrupted him. "You hurt me! You lied to me!"
"What?! I didn't lie! Jere, what the fuck?!"
"You did you... you... you man-whore!"
I hadn't thought. I just shouted. He looked extremely hurt.
"Jere... do you think I'm cheating on you?"
I only nodded and looked up. He crouched and wiped my tears away with his thumb. I looked away, I couldn't look up into his face. I just... couldn't do it. But soon enough he forced me to look at him. "Jere... no one, is better than you... not now, not ever.
"Please, please, don't start thinking that again. I'd never leave you. I promise..."

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