FRAGILE ➵ Future Mileven (Sequel to BROKEN) [discontinued]

five.

her eyes were widened because she was mad, furious. at herself. suddenly she wanted to kick herself in the stomach for being this stupid and so unfair to mike, and max.

she didn't give the boy she loved a chance when she knew he'd give her three thousand chances if she ever vaguely screwed up.

right now, she hated herself.

"troy, he-" she sighed

"he lied, el." mike interrupted her, anxiously walking towards his backpack.

she stood up from the fort, her eyes following the tall boy, curious on what he was so desperate to find.

when he finally lifted his head and his hands stopped, she knew he had found what he was seeking. mike turned around with an object in hand, and he looked at her.

"wh-"

"this is the proof." he walked to her and she could now see that the freckled boy had a walkman between his hands.

eleven looked down at the object with lips parted, unsure on what he was going to do next. mike clicked the play button, his eyes never left the girl in front of him, wanting to see her reaction to what he had been so desperate to show her.

her eyes became more and more watery as she heard. the tape came to and end and she had hot tears rolling down her cheeks.

she was so... stupid.

her lips parted, her body numb, staring to the black object mike was holding that had changed the perspective of everything for her. that was the scene.

"i'm so sorry" she then said, lower than a whisper.

she really had no words. what could she say after this?

"why didn't you let me talk, el? did you really think i'd ever hurt you like that?" his tone was soft, yet she could sense the light tone of disappointment in his voice.

the room felt silent. none of the teenagers knew what to say and mike sighed as he ran a hand through his dark locks. as much as she had hurt him, he was too innocent with her and he couldn't help but feeling sorry for her. he hated seeing her cry, he absolutely despised it.

"el, it's okay-"

"no, mike. it's not" she shook her head, her voice firm and she sniffled.

"i've been so fucking selfish with you and max, and i hate myself for it. i really do", she paused, choosing the right words in her head to explain herself, "i- i guess i was..scared."

"scared? scared of what?" he said in confusion.

"of not being enough" she mumbled.

"w-what?" he stuttered, his voice cracked up.

did she really say what i think she said?

"it's just, there are so many amazing and much better girls than me at school, mike! a-and, you deserve so much better. i know i'm not enough for you, and what i saw that night— i believed it. even though i knew you would never do that to me. i believed it. because i knew that one day, you'd find someone better. i just— i'm so sorry, for ever-" she was the one rambling now, finally letting out all of the thoughts that had been haunting her for the past year.

mike walked up quickly to her, grabbing her wrists. she looked up at him, startled at his actions, and when she met his eyes, she could see madness and pain.

"take that back" he said.

"what?"

"you are enough, el. god, i am the one that should be worried, why would a girl like you be with someone like me?", he chuckled sadly, "i mean, look at me." he looked at himself and then back at her;

"i don't deserve you" he whispered.

another tear fell down el's cheek as she breathlessly looked up at him. he let go one of her wrists and brought his warm hand to cup her cheek. he rubbed his thumb against her skin, wiping away the tear.

without his eyes leaving hers, he then let go her other wrist, this one being rather special as it had her past marked on her skin; 011.

he rubbed his thumb slowly against the tattoo, they both gazed at each other and the room fell silent again.

"i love you" she whispered.

mike cupped her jaw with both of his hands, the touch immediately made her shiver.

"i love you" he said.

one of his hands traveled to the back of her head, tugging on her curls, and the other to her small back, and he pulled her to him. she scrunched her arms to his chest, her fists grasping his sweater and she started sobbing. mike closed his eyes in pain of seeing her cry as he rested his chin atop of her head.

"don't cry, el. please" he said, rocking her in his arms.

"i love you"

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