Maia
Monday came by too quick. I nearly threw my phone across the room when my alarm went off alerting me it's time to get up and go to class. I feel like I haven't slept much since Saturday when I was dropped off by Michael. I am so done playing his games. I will work my hardest to forget about him and move on with my life.
I mean, I told the guy his actions were hurting me and he stayed silent. What an asshole.
However, Michael isn't the only reason why I haven't been able to sleep good.. my stepdad texted me again. His messages keep getting more consistent and it's honestly making me nervous. Yesterday he sent me three text messages.
Trashdad: Why haven't you been answering me?
Trashdad: Hello
Trashdad: Your mother has been worried about you, maybe I should head over there to check on you. For her, of course.
It was that last text message that made me sweat. I panicked at the thought of seeing him again. Of him being near me. I for sure know my mother doesn't care that much and if she even said anything it must of been influenced by him. I sent him a quick message back just to make sure he doesn't come here.
Me: All is well, just busy with school. No need to check on me.
Doing my morning routine of showering, brushing my hair and finding some cute comfortable clothes, I grabbed my bag and headed to my class. Hoping Michael shows up for class. Stop thinking about him.
The professor looks as hot as he always does. All the girls in the room ogling his every move, I am one of those girls. It should be a crime to hire young, hot professors.
Breaking me from the trance I was in, I wondered when did Michael came into the class. But of course he's probably have been here for two minutes and his already whispering sweet nothings to another of his hook up, Angie. Rolling my eyes, I turn to face the hot professor hoping he will be a big enough distraction.
Class passed by rather quickly, which I'm thankful for. I'm annoyed and hungry. The two don't mix so I gather my stuff quickly and plan on heading to my favorite cafe.
"Don't tell me you're falling in love with the professor." Michael's deep voice came from behind me, close enough for me to feel his hot breath on the back of my neck, which sends chill down my spine.
Turning around to face him, "so what if I am."
A face takes place on his face. He's amused. Entertained. Which I hate. I am not his amusement. Before he can even speak again, I turn around and head out.
Clinching my jaw when I feel him behind me, I don't turn around or acknowledge him. That is until I'm standing in line at the cafe and there's no way I can avoid him when his stare is so penetrating.
"Can I help you?" My voice sharp and my eyes avoiding his.
"You're ignoring me." It wasn't a question, more of an absorption.
"Yeah no shit caption obvious." I roll my eyes and walk a few steps forward as the line shortens for me.
"Why?" His face filled with actual confusion.
What. The. Fuck. Is he serious? I look at him, really look at him. His perfect face, not one pimple in sight. Lucky asshole. His defined jaw, perfect straight nose, juicy lips, straight white teeth, and a set of full dark lashes. Who can he be so perfect, yet so stupid? Well stupid when he wants to be.
I take I'm a deep breath, opening my mouth to tell him exactly why I'm ignoring him but instead I just shake my head and stare ahead. Ignoring him once more.
Michael doesn't leave, instead he stayed in line, orders the same thing I do and sits in front of me on the table for two I choose. We eat in silence, which fills awkwardly to say the least. But I am not going to continue to drag myself for him. He can figure it out on his own as to why I'm ignoring him.
"You know, eventually you'll have to talk to me." He says right before stuffing his mouth with rice and chicken.
"Yeah? Why's that?" I rise my eyebrow at him.
"Because we can't stay away from each other." Is all he says.
I want so badly to scream at him to elaborate. Give me deep details as too why he thinks that we can't stay away from each other but that would only show that I care too fucking much. Which I do but he doesn't need to know that.
I continue to attempt to eat my food in silence, ignoring the way he looks at me every so often. Ignoring how many girls have come in and looked at us together and given me the dirtiest looks, which makes me even more angry at him.
My phone dings twice and I grab it from the table, feeling daze at who sent the messages.
Danny: Hey, I know you probably don't want anything to do with me anymore but I'd really like to meet up for coffee to talk.
Danny: I owe you a real apology in person. Please think about it.
I stare at the message long enough for Michael to notice something's up. Before I know it, he's snatching the phone from my hand and reading the messages displayed on the screen. With one eyebrow raised, he puts the phone down on the table before shaking his head.
"You're not meeting up with him." His voice sounding almost like there's a threat somewhere.
Reaching over to my phone, Michael's hand is placed on top of mine, obligating me to look at him.
"I'm serious Maia. Don't go." His stare is deep but a hint of jealousy sparks in his eyes.
Snatching my hand and phone away from his grip, I unlock the screen and began to type a message.
Me: I'll meet you tomorrow morning.
A petty smile creep onto my face. I place the phone in my pocket and talk a big bite of my food before letting Michael in on what I did.
"That's too bad, I already told him I'll meet with him." I can't help the little smile that forms on my lips.
Staring me down, Michael's hand clenches so hard his knuckles are white. He closes his eyes for a second and let's out a breath, "you really are testing me. Do I need to bend you over this table and spank you until you learn how to be a good girl?"
Not expecting that at all, my face turns read and my stomach did a flip. This man knows how to get to me. I hate him.
"Please-"
I'm cut off by Michael's hand reaching to touch my knee under the table. Its ridiculous how just a few words or a small touch can make my stomach burst with butterflies, make my cheeks red, my pussy wet and my head a jumbo mess.
"What, cat got your tongue?" He displays a devilish smirk.
Clearing my throat, I quickly gather myself, "anyways, it's too late. I already told him. Plus, why do you car?"
Please just tell me why you care. Tell me that you care..
Pathetic.
Pathetic
Pathetic
I am simply so pathetic.
"Who says I care." Without any emotion in his face or voice, Michael get up from the chair and walks away from me.
Asshole.
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"Why would you even agree to hear his lies?" Alyssa raised a perfect eyebrow and sips on her coffee.
"Because I'm kind of curious what he could possibly tell me. Aren't you?" I give her a sympathetic look, I know it hurt her what Danny did.
Letting out a sign she gives me a quick hug, "just don't fall for anymore lies. At the sight of him telling you just one lie, run for the hill and don't turn back." She tells me while pulling ,e into a hug .
"I have to go, it's already late and I have an early class tomorrow."
As soon as she's out the door, I throw myself on the bed. I don't know if I want to cry or scream or simply punch something. Today was a shitty day to say the least. First Michael then Danny, what am I going to do with myself..
I woke up at 8:40 am and got myself ready. By 9:15 I was at the coffee drinking a cup of coffee and staring out the window. The sound of the chair being dragged snapped me from my day dream. Facing a tired looking Danny, I offered him a fake but polite smile.
"Thank you for meeting me. I know seeing me is the last thing you want but I thought you deserve an apology." His voice is soft, fragile even.
"No more lies." Is all I tell him.
"No more lies I swear." He goes to reach for my hand but withdrew his hand back to his lap a few seconds later.
"Anyways, I'm sorry for leading you on. Honestly I'm not sure why I do half the shit I do. But I've never had more remorse then basically cheating on you with someone so insignificant."
"I mean true, but what about Alyssa? She won't admit to anything but I can tell there was something between you guys. The disappointed look on her face when she found out about us and of what you did, told me you had played with her too." Suddenly I was getting angry, more for my friend then myself.
"I know. Alyssa and I have always been complicated. You have to understand though that her and I weren't anything official, mostly because she didn't want too. Truth is, I love her. But I already fucked shit up. She's not the forgiving type and honestly I don't expect her to be. I wouldn't forgive me either. I messed around with you- her friend and on top of that cheated on you... I—" he looks down to the table, closing his eyes and taking uneven breaths.
Honestly I didn't expect this revelation on his part and to be fair he seems genuinely sorry. I hate what he did to me but if I'm being honest, I only felt some attraction to him. He was nice and good looking but that's it. Nothing I feel for Michael I've ever felt with Danny. I'm mostly hurt he hurt my best friend. Because I believe he does love her even though he messed up and I know for a fact she loves him too.
I decided to speak before he could, "Listen, what you did to me what messed up and it kinda did hurt. But believe it or not I'm more hurt of what you did to Alyssa. I think if anything you need to go and figure out a way for her to forgive you or else, you have really lost her."
Shaking his head, " you don't get it, she will never allow me close to her. How can I beg for her to forgive me if she won't even look at me or hear me out?" Frustration takes over his features and he passes a hand aggressively over his face.
"You are going to have to figure that out by yourself. My only advice to you is that if you love her, don't give up and prove it to her. Change your ways and get on your knees and ask her to forgive you." I sign looking at the time on my phone. I need to go to class soon.
"I will try.. thank you for hearing me out. I don't expect you to forgi—"
"Forgive you. I don't know if I'm ready for a friendship with you yet, but I forgive you on my behalf." That was the honest truth. I really didn't feel like I cared that much anymore to even hold it against him.
"Thank you Maia." He sends me a smile and I return it with a nod.
"I have to go, but before I go I want to know something." I tell him.
"Yeah, anything."
Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, "why does Michael hate you so much?"
He pales for a second but quickly shakes it off.
"Like I said before I don't know why I do half the things I do.. Michael and I were close friends a few years back. I used to be part of his group. We all sold drugs, party together, and even did rounds on fucking the same girl. Anyways, two years ago Michael had gotten together with this girl. At first I thought they were just fucking around."
I had to fist my hands at the thought of Michael fucking someone else. I also felt what was coming. Michael had a relationship... that made my heart break for no reason because I shouldn't care who he has dated or what he does for that matter.. nodding for Danny yo continue, he does.
"But as time passed I noticed he was no longer fucking random girls. Eventually him and that girl started dating. I believe they dated for nearly a year. Well anyways to answer your question, I got super drunk one night and I had met her at this club, she was there with one of her friends. We talk for a bit as I knew her and shit and we dance. One thing led to another and before I knew it, we were making out and stumbling to the bathroom. I, sure you can imagine what happened next.." he lets out another breath, regret hitting him.
"Wow.. I didn't not think that was coming.." at a loss for words, I simple just stare at him.
"I know.. it was a stupid mistake we did. I had apologize to him a hundred times. He even beat my ass for it. He's also not the forgiving type."
Giving his a shady look, "well you fucked his girlfriend. Would you had forgiven that?" I asked, wanting him to understand why Michael acts the way he does with him.
"No, I wouldn't. I don't blame him, I just hate how he hasn't let me live it down for a year already. I mean what more can I do!" ticking his saw, he eyes grew dark with anger.
"I don't know. But who was the girl? Does she do here?" I ask but not sure I want to actually know.
"Aren't you late for class?" He gives me a mischievous grind.
Looking at my phone I see I'm 15 mins late!
"Shit, I have to go!" I say while getting up and quickly running out of the caffe before Danny could even say anything.
Jogging my way to where my class building is, I nearly drop to the floor and my blood rushes to my head when I see the last person I want to ever see leaning against the wall. My stepdad..
He's here.
He's here.
No, no,no,no.
God no.
"Hello, Maia." His eyes sparkle and his lips turn into a smile.
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