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'Linin''em up like ass cracks'

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February 10, 1983
Y/n's POV

Before Mike gives me a chance to respond, he takes his sweater off and puts it over me, not saying anything at all. I smile.

"Really?" I say, confused as why ur forgave me just like that. Mike is acting really different, it's concerning me. I don't hate it though.

"Yes, I'm tired of fighting, let's stop, please" He says, almost as if he's begging for my forgiveness.

"I forgive you, Mike, but the rumor. It's spreading" I repeat, still worried.

"Then we'll get through it together" He says, taking my hand and holding it. This action causes my cheeks to heat up. Michael is being really forgiving right now, and I know that if this happened earlier we would definitely not be friends anymore.

I smile at him as he uses his free hand to wipe away my tears "Thanks, Mike, and again, I really am sorry" I repeat, I should probably stop since he's told me it's okay, I just want him to know that I feel horrible.

"Seriously, stop, I was being a bitch also. Dont think it's just you" He caresses my cheek, causing me to lean into his touch.

"can we get out of here?" I ask, looking at Mike, who's already returning the stare. His ocean blue eyes looking at me with pure love. I think. I hope.

"Sure" He smiles, taking my hand and leading me to the window. I stare at what he does, not really knowing what to say or do.

He opens the windows and climbs down, taking his hand away from mine, I follow after him.

He leads to me the woods, squeezing through trees and bushes to get to our destination.

Once we make it through the trees, I feel sand in my feet, o let put a silent gasp and look down, only to be greeted with beige sand hiding my feet. This causes me to look up, and see a beautiful beach. There aren't any beaches in Utah, though, so I assume it's just a lake.

"Isn't it beautiful? I used to always come here when I was younger" Mike speaks, catching me off guard a little.

I hum and turn my head to face Mike. A smiles plastered on his face while his gaze is at the lake. "It is" I respond, squeezing his hand. I feel him smile, although I don't look at him.

"Let's go sit down, shall we?" He suggests, looking down at me, waiting for the answer.

He's actually being patient because it takes me years to answer questions.

"Yeah" I answer, not taking forever because it was a pretty obvious question to ask, who would wanna stand?

He nods and takes me closer to the water, but still at the dry sand - that's what I call it.

He takes a seat, taking his hand back from mine. I also sit down, letting my hands sink into the sand behind my back.

"Soo- what now?" I ask, not knowing what to say or do.

Mike shrugs. "I would say swim, but I don't think you'd like that much" He says, looking at me with worry.

"Yeah.." I reply, looking down at my lap and playing with the sand with my feet.

We sit in silence, it being a bit awkward, since we haven't hung out in awhile. Both of us don't know what to do, and what to say.

He places his hand on top of mine, causing me to jump and look over at him. We both stare at each others eyes.

He starts to lean in, moving his hands to my shoulders, I stare wide eyed at him, not knowing what to do.

I shouldn't, I wouldn't. Why does Mike think I'll kiss him right after I got fucking raped. I like Mike, I really do. I'm just not ready anymore

I gulp and push him back before he can kiss me. He moves more back in embarrassment "Im sorry" He apologizes.

"it's okay, I'm just not ready" I reply.

"No, I shouldn't have done that. I didn't think, and I know what you just went through. I'm sorry" He apologizes again.

"Mike stop apologizing, let's just forget about this and go home, 'Kay?" I ask, looking at him. A hurt expression on his face.

"yeah.." He says, looking at the ground.

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Sorry this sucks lol

Don't know what to do nobody likes Mike anymore in the story or maybe just in general

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