Same Love *Complete*

*Complete* Michel is a 16 year old boy, who is different from the rest. He goes to school and starts to have feeling for his best friend, who is a boy. He choices to not ever act on those feelings, but how long can he act like he has nothing different about him.

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14. Caroline's Evil Game

Caroline's Evil Game

Noah's POV

I call someone when I walk out of his house and into my car.

"Hello?" A girl answers.

"Hey, are you sure he wasn't happy?" I ask.

"Of course he wasn't. After all the hell you put in through." She says.

"He seemed pretty heartbroken." I say.

"He was acting surprised." She informs me, "You did beautifully." She says.

"I don't know, I'm really hurt myself." I say holding back the tears.

"He was out to hurt you anyways. He was out to hurt you since the first time you kissed him." She says, "Lucky I was there to save you from more pain."

"Are you doing this to get back at him because he wasn't talking to you as much when we got together?" I ask.

"Of course not that would be rude!" She says.

"Well you two were pretty close." He mumbles.

"Not so close I would ruin his first boyfriends relationship!" She gasps.

"Yeah sorry." I say. I drive away.

"Are you still hurting?" She asks.

"Um, yeah I loved him." I say.

"It'll get better." She promises.

"I know, the pain will go away." I whisper.

"Well you better get off the phone now, calling and driving isn't good." She says.

"Okay, bye Caroline." I say. I hang up the phone.

I pull over real quick. I look in the mirror to fix my hair, I see Caroline's car pass by.

She smiles and waves. I look at her confused. I do a quick wave.

Why is she driving by... Was she following me? This is all too confusing.

I rub my temples, I have a massive headache and I'm tired.

I have no place to sleep.

I take a deep breath.

"Damn it." I mumble under my breath.

I didn't think this through.

I shove my hands in my pockets.

I forgot my wallet at Michell's house. I punch the wheel.

I push my hair back in stress.

I have one choice... My aunts.

I drive to my aunts house.

She opens the door.

"You." She says frowning.

"Nice to see you too Aunt Kim." I mumble.

"Why are you here?" She asks.

"I need somewhere to stay. Can I stay here for a while?" I ask.

"Fine, no boys." She says.

"Okay." I mumble.

I walk into the house.

"Why didn't you buy an apartment?" She asks.

"I don't have the money." I say.

"Well I don't have the room." She says.

"Kim, you live alone." I say.

"I use to have a family." She says.

"Yeah but they all left you because of you're drinking, gambling, and beating." I mumble under my breath.

"You shouldn't talk to me like that!" She snaps at me. She smacks me, "Now get that ass of your into bed!" She yells.

I bite my lip and nod.

I know what I'm getting myself into, but I have nowhere else to go.

I walk into her daughter's old bedroom. It still smelled of perfume, and sex, yuck.

I lay on her bed and soon I fall asleep.

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