Wish I Had Time For Complicated

49. Sara What The Fuck?!

Hello,everyone.Before I start this Chap I want to clarify some things out.
First,sorry for not updating for quite a bit,I had a creativity block if that's what ppl even call it,lol.
Second, I hope this is the last time I will have to explain myself on why Sara ain't leaving Dylan.I have to kindly remind you that I never made this story easy from the start.There isn't the kiss,fight,make up,marriage. And while this is fiction,I try to make it as realistic as possible.Irl there are blockages and obstacles and not everything is roses and hearts.Ppl have valid reasons for whatever they do.And besides I'm keeping them together for a reason that you'll all find out very soon,if you continue reading.I don't mean to disrespect anyone with this but it has to be once and for all said!

And third,thank you all that have been with me from the beginning and have been inspiring me and continue to with your support.Love you so much and appreciate u all!Also thank u so much wildheart03 for recommending me amazing songs.
Love,Vicky
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Song: "swim" chase Atlantic (slowed)

"I'm going to the bathroom" Sara announced once the couple was in Michael's loft.Luckily the rain had stopped quickly and they were able to go home and get dried up.

"Okay" Michael kissed Sara's temple and then watched as she left her phone and keys on the coffee table and retreated to the bathroom.

Michael sat down on the comfy sofa,his clothes no longer that moist and he leaned his head backwards,letting the day reply into his mind.It had been so wonderful,despite the quite enjoyed,but unexpected stunt that Sara pulled in his office.

The engineer knew he would never forget this weekend.These two days would be the only days he could really be free with his lover and his clear intentions to have a serious talk with Sara were serious. They couldn't go on like that.Michael didn't share.Sara was either his or not at all.The only reason why he still hasn't spilled his guts at her fiancé was because he knew Sara would be upset with him.And maybe even she would leave him.And Mike didn't want that.

A small sigh escaped between his plump lips as his palms came to rub his temple.He decided to have this weekend for them,to enjoy it and talk with her on Monday, because with the way their relationship was,nothing was ever clear.

And just as he reached for the TV remote on the table,Sara's phone lighted up with two new messages and when Michael saw Dylan's name pop up he couldn't help but be curious of what the motherfucker wanted.

His blue eyes striked to the closed bathroom door,doubting if he should take the phone in his hand but his need to know won again and within seconds he was opening her mail box.Michael was never one to snoop around people's stuff,but with Sara he couldn't help but feel possessive.

*missing you lots*
*thinking about our wedding night ;)*

WHAT!?

His eyes were wide as his eyes scanned over the two messages repeatedly.What the fuck was this?Was Sara lying to him when she said she didn't let him touch her?Why was the sick fuck texting her this?And wedding night???

Michael felt the anger course thru his veins quicker than the speed of sound and he tossed the phone on the table,ignoring the cracking sound it made,his now angry stare rooting for the bathroom door.

Without thinking much,he quickly rose to his full height and with long strides hurried to the bathroom.He saw the way Sara filched a bit with his violent outburst but he couldn't let her trick him.She had played him enough.