Two months later..
"Omg!" I exclaimed as Michael and I headed backstage, his hand may have been around my waist but that certainly doesn't mean we were back to normal.. In fact, nothing has been the same since then. Since that night. These last months have been packed full of yelling, screaming and slamming doors and for Michael, sleeping on the couch as well, "Taylor!" She smiled and pulled me in for a hug.
"And this is Imogen.. Am I correct?" She asked as she looked down at my baby bump. I nodded as she felt my bump, smiling gently. That's something that's been happening a lot lately, women always feeling my bump. It's really odd actually.
I furrowed my eyes together, wondering how she knew that seeing as we hadn't revealed the name to anyone but close friends and family and they definitely have not told a soul, "How do you know that's her name?" I asked and she looked up at me before quickly glancing over at Michael before looking back at me.
"Uhh, Michael told me.." She stifled a laugh but I didn't find it funny, "Right.. Well, do you want me to sign anything or..?" She asked awkwardly as silence fell over the whole room and Imogen started pressing down on my bladder. Ugh. Pregnancy.
"Do you mind if I use the bathroom?" I asked and she nodded as I headed into the bathroom to you know, do my business..
I walked out of the stall, looking at myself in the mirror as I turned on the tap, and using soap to wash my hands. I examined how I looked. Hmm. Dark bags under my eyes and dry skin. No wonder Michael would lose attraction to me.. Just- just look at me. I looked down at my large bump, "Only 2 more months now, little one, until I see your beautiful face.." I mumbled as I dried off muy hands with some paper towels and headed back out.
My jaw shattered as it hit the ground, my heart dropped and anger flowed through my veins as I took in what I was looking at.. Tears filled my eyes as their lips pulled off each other and looked over at me in absolute shock, "E-Ellyse.." Michael stuttered as they pushed away from each other and Taylor's head turned to face the floor, knowing she'd done wrong, "I'm so sor-"
"Save it, Michael." I cut him off as I walked towards the door Michael chasing after me, "Michael! Stop it you cheat!" I yelled, tearing his hand off my arm as tears slipped down my cheeks.
"Look, I apologise, okay? I-"
"No, Michael. Keep your damn apology! It's over, Michael. O. V. E. R. Over!" I screamed as I pushed him away, "Keep the stupid engagement ring.. Actually you know what? Keep both the rings, even better, huh?" I threw both the rings onto the floor, near his feet as I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me as I left the damn arena and called up Luke to come pick me up.
"I'm sorry, dude. My sister doesn't to see you right now.. Or well, ever, I don't think." Luke said to Michael as I sat down on the couch, Maya's arms around me as I cried into my hands.
"Fine. Can you just give these to her.. Please?" I heard Michael ask and Luke hum a 'Yes', "Thanks, bro. Well, see ya then. Please tell her I love her."
"Who? Ellyse or Taylor?" Luke shot back before the door closed and I heard him walk over and sit down next to me, his hand lightly rubbing my back, "Hey, Ellyse." He said softly and I lifted ny head out of my hands to look at him, his eyes were glossy as he bit down on his lip, "He told me to give you these.." Luke said as he opened his hand, revealing the engagement ring and the promise ring.
I sighed as he placed them in my hands, "I don't want them." I said, "No. We're not getting married for one and he doesn't even love me so why keep 'em?" I asked as I played with them in my hand.
I placed the rings in my jewelry box before slipping into bed. I felt so lonely without Michael with me, like, I still felt protected with him just in the house but now nobody's here and I feel quite scared, "Goodnight, Imogen. Sleep tight, baby girl." I whispered as a tear fell from my cheek and onto my pillow.
Looks like I'll be crying myself to sleep again tonight. My eyes were just about to close when I got a text so I rolled over, picking up my phone and read the text from an unknown number.
Goodnight baby.. I love you and Imogen. I don't expect you to forgive me or even answer this text but just know that I do love you two girls xx Sleep tight, girls -Michael.
I sighed as I turned off my phone, turning over and crying myself to sleep. Why, Michael, why? Why does he make me feel like this? As crazy as it sounds, all I want to do is be mad at him but he's making it extremely hard. Ugh. Life is so difficult.
I have to stay strong for my little girl and I really want to give her the best in life, including having her father around. Father's are so important in a girl's life, they help set their standards when it comes to guys so they know not settle for trash and that they're worth more than they thought.
I just don't know if I can face Michael again.. He should just stay with Taylor and I'll hopefully.. Eventually move on but I just want Michael again. Things need to go back to the way they were. I hate to say it for the second time but, life is hard.
Goodnight Michael.. Goodnight world.
Thank you so much for reading! Poor Ellyse..