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"What about Jacob? You were engaged."
"No, he wasn't the right guy."
"I bet that's why he cheated on you."
"What?" She almost yelled.
"I didn't mean that he was right, I just meant..."
"You meant that if you can't get any from your girlfriend, go elsewhere?" He could imagine steam coming from the top of her head like in a cartoon. She shook her head as if to knock the anger from it's place. "I need to run some errands, I'll call you later." She politely walked him outside, then hopped into the nearest car and took off without another word. She drove around for a few minutes while collecting her thoughts, then called Angie to tell her she'd be gone all day, and they could make themselves at home. She pulled into the back parking lot of the music shop and emerged from her car. She briskly walked to the back door and shoved a key into the keyhole. Once inside she locked herself inside the studio. She pulled a keyboard infront of her chair then began to play while she sang. "I hear the clock it's six am, I feel so far from where I've been." She ran over a few of her favorite songs before her cell phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hey, where are you?" The familiar voice rang in her ears.
"Out running errands." She walked into the storage room to keep herself busy.
"Michelle, I'm sorry.."
"Don't worry about it." She opened the nearest box and pulled out a CD to occupy herself with. Oh God.
"What?" She had thought outloud, she quickly thought of something to cover, or atleast tried.
"Uuumm nothing." She held back tears. "Look I have to go."
"Michelle, I am so sorry." He thought he was the problem. She took a deep breath then continued.
"I have to go." She hung up the phone before he had a chance to protest then pulled the wrap from the CD in her hands. She set it into the player once she reached the studio. Creed had always been a favorite of hers, and her Granny's. At her Granny's funeral they had played Arms Wide Open, one her favorites. Michelle hadn't been able to listen to the song without crying for months. Sometimes, even now, it hurt her to remember.The worst times had been when Jacob had been around. When he had upset her, she had locked herself in her room and cried herself to sleep more times than she could count. She still remembered crawling to the head of the bed and leaning against the wall, with a pillow in her lap. She always thought she had fooled Jacob into believing she wasn't crying, as she held the noise in as best she could. He had never, not once come to console her, she didn't even know why she locked the door, he never tried to get in. But in one of the last fights they had, he admitted knowing she was crying. It had crushed her weakened spirit, to know he didn't care that she was crying. She ejected the CD, to keep the tears from falling, and quickly replaced it with another of her Granny's favorites. It was a single of Gloria Estefan and Nsync's Music of My Heart. She silently sang along as she pondered how a man with such a beautiful voice could say the things he did. Her mind began to wander, and before she knew it she had spent over an hour listening to the same song over and over again. She pulled herself from the chair, and carried herself into her office.
"Hi." She stumbled to her desk in shock.
"Hey, thought you'd be here." Justin tested his boundries.
"How'd you get in?" She knew the answer before he answered.
"Angie gave me her key." He worried that she would think he was too pushy.
"Oh." She tried to think of something to say.
"Come here?" He tried to sound confident but failed miserably. She walked to him as he stood to meet her. "I am so sorry about earlier. I didn't mean it to sound the way it did."
"You know that's not really what upset me. Just that you knew, and I didn't tell you. I was thinking in the studio, and I want to tell you all my secrets, and I want you tell me all yours." Tears were trying to escape her eyes, and she blinked to keep them from falling. "I don't want to keep secrets from you, you just have to understand that sometimes it is hard for me to...." Her thoughts had been coming so fast when Justin interrupted her.
"Hey, I understand, I shouldn't have said it." Justin ran a hand across her cheek. Her eyelids closed letting a tear fall from each eye. Justin kissed her forehead lightly and ran a thumb under each of her eyes to wipe her tears away.
"Is everyone still at my house?" She choked out her words, and Justin pulled her closer as a reflex.
"Yeah." He ran a hand lightly over her back to comfort her. "If you want to be alone we can go to my house."
"Ok, I'll follow you." She grabbed her things and stifled his protests to take her. Minutes later they were pulling onto the road. She stopped behind him at the first red light. Her cell phone began to ring and she smiled when she saw it was Justin. "Hey dork, I know it's been forever since I saw you, aaaww you are too sweet, yes I miss you too, okay I have to let you go though, I can't drive and talk on the phone, be nice, ok bye bye." She hung up the phone and a smile crept across her lips, for a second. She put the car into first and watched the light turn green. She looked on in horror as Justin pulled into the intersection, just as a car trying to beat the red light smashed into the side of his car. She pulled up her emergency brake and jumped from the car, as it stalled, for she had left it in gear. She ignored the car and ran to Justin's. She stood two steps from his window as she took in the scene. Justin was laying back, she guessed he was unconscious, with a trail of blood making it's way down the left side of his face. His window was busted and the door was almost touching him. She tried to take the two steps to his side, but her feet wouldn't listen to her brain. Soon, she was at the hospital with no memory of how she got there. She tiptoed to Justin's side, when the doctor finally let her into his room. She set her hand on top of his, careful not to distrub the IV in his arm.
"Hey." He opened his eyes half way.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" She tried to make her voice come out smooth.
"Fine, I wanna go home."
"What does the doctor think?" She ran her fingers over the back of his hand.
"He's waiting for some test to come back. Are you okay?"
"You were the one in the accident, why are you asking me?" She wanted so desperately to crawl into the bed and have him hold her until it was time to leave.
"I know, but I must have scared you there, I'm sorry." She looked into his eyes and wondered how he had the ability to make her feel like she was the most important person on earth. Was it something he had learned, or inherited?
"You are the sweetest person I have ever met." He parted his lips to reply, but the doctor came in before he had a chance.
"How are you feeling?" The doctor's glasses slipped down his nose as he tilted his head to look at Justin.
"Fine. When can I go home?" He sounded like a child anxious to get home before after school cartoons started, Michelle couldn't help but giggle.
"Well, it looks like just a couple of bumps and bruises. You should be fine at home with some help." He pushed his glasses back as he turned his attention to Michelle.
"No problem." She turned to make sure Justin was okay with the decision. He smiled at her with child like pleasure running through his eyes.