Kelsey's point of view

I really screwed up. Michael isn't even answering my calls. How could I of been so selfish. I feel awful. Maybe I should go by tomorrow. I'm so tired. No.. I can't sleep. Must...go..to..Michael...

7:48 am

I squint my eyes to shield them from the bright sun. I sit up and look at my clock. Michael! I run out of my house without even brushing my teeth.

I don't care how I look or how I smell. Nothing can be worse than losing Michael. I go to his house and go inside. No reason to knock. He's my man.

"Michael!" No reply. I hear water on. He must be taking a shower. I look around his living room. There were food wrappers and soda cans everywhere. My poor baby. I am such a fool.

I saw his desk in the corner, facing the window. There was crumbled paper everywhere on the surface, but there was one neat piece of paper in the center. I took a seat at his desk, picked up the paper and began reading.

The title completely destroyed me. I knew for a fact it was about what I said. Every word broke my heart more and more. I was crying by the time I was done. "I'm so sorry, Michael..."

"There's no need to apologize." I turn around and nearly faint. Michael was standing there steaming from his hot shower. His towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his v-line. He was still dripping wet. Oh my gosh...

His hair...his hair! I stand up and walk toward him. "What's up with your hair?" He ran his hands through his black hair. "I shortened it. That's all." I run my hands through his hair, half expecting him to pull away.

But he didn't. His hair made him look dark and mysterious. Very sexy. Michael grabbed my waist and pulled me toward him. He started French kissing me.

I was completely into it. He was making me hot. Wait. Why is he all over me? I should be all over him. I should be trying to look sexy as hell for him. Why- What the hell did he do?

I push away from him. "Michael, we need to talk." He sighed. "Michael, I am so sorry for what I said. I didn't mean to. I was angry and I shouldn't of took it out on you. I'm sorry." I sit on his couch.

He sits next to me. "There's no need to apologize ok. I love you and you love me. That's all that matters. Ok?"

He pulls me forward and starts kissing me again. I push him away and stand up. "Michael, just say what you need to. I read what you wrote. Yell. Scream at me. I know you want to. I don't blame you. Scream your heart out."

"I don't have to. There's no reason to." "No reason to? I called you a freak. You have every right to yell. So, do it. I'm ready."

He shakes his head and looks down. He has a guilty look on his face. "Michael, are you ok? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." I give him a stern look. "Michael, I know when you're lying. What's wrong, baby?"

He grabbed my hand and pulled me down next to him. "Kelsey, I love you, ok? I will always love you." I giggled. "I know Michael. I love you too." "I don't know why I let it happened."

The smile on my face went away. "What happened?" "I don't know why she was here or why she touched me or why she-" I stood up.

"Michael! What the hell happened!" "I-I didn't want it. I-" "Tell me!" "Jennifer s***** me up!"

I swear, it felt like my heart stopped beating. I wanted to die. Jennifer! That b****! My hands balled into a fist. "I am going to kill that hoe!!"

I grab my car keys and get in my car. I drive as fast as I can to the hotel she's staying at.

No one messes with my man!

A/N: Sadly the story will be coming to an end soon. Now, I will continue if you all want me to. Now I only have like a 100 followers, so if this part gets at least 50 votes, then I'll continue the story. Stay tuned for the last two or three parts. Its been a pleasure writing for you guys! :)