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So Lovely(PART21) by Candice

I woke up in Michael's room. HOLY SHIT. Was I dreaming? I still had my dress on and 
the make up was messy all over my face. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my 
face. I've never looked so trashed. I got a cigarette from my bag and I started 
lighting it up inside the bathroom. I was sitting on the floor, smoking. "What is this?
" Michael said as he went in. I looked up and I didn't say a word. "You smoke?" He 
seemed surprised. Apparently, I've been smoking since that day my mother died but 
i was able to cut off the habit until this happened. I felt so sad I needed to smoke. It 
was a bad habit but that was just how I handled it. "Why you got a problem with 
that?" I flushed the cigar and walked out of the bathroom. "What is happening to 
you?" he was following me. "What am I doing here? Where's Hilary?!" I got my clutch 
bag and rushed downstairs. "C? What's happening?" Hilary was downstairs eating 
breakfast. "What the fucking hell has gotten into you?!?! Why did you bring me here?
" I was mad. Very very mad. "You passed out last night and I needed help. I called 
Michael" She explained. I let out a deep sigh. "I was almost okay last night but then 
you just had to add up didn't you? I was already fucked up and you brought me 
here???!!" I was glaring at her. Michael took my hand, but I ended up slapping his 
face. "Don't touch me!" I was getting a bit hysterical. I walked out of the house and I 
tried to get out of the gate.

Everything was just fucked up. Hilary was running after me. "HEY! Calm down okay?" 
She said as soon as she got to me. "Explain yourself." I said. I was calming down and 
wiping away my tears. "You don't know what's happened. Michael told me. You have 
to talk to him and listen to what he has to say. HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH CANDICE." 
She was serious. I was laughing at what she was saying. "Well guess what, I don't! 
I've had enough of his shit and I'm not falling for it again. Tell that to him, okay?" I 
went out of the gate and tried to walk and walk, looking for a cab.

Minutes have gone and I was getting lost. FUCK THIS LIFE. I sat down on a bench at 
a nearby park. Hilary was calling me and so was Michael. I switched off my phone 
and I started to cry. It was almost noon and still, I didn't know how to get out of the 
place. Suddenly, I saw Heaton from afar. He was carrying an umbrella with him and 
he was approaching me. "I'll take you home, ms, Candice" I followed him and as 
soon as I got in the car I was surprised to see him, Michael was inside. "Please. I just 
need to talk to you." He said. He was crying. I didn't know what to say. Michael then 
told Heaton to drive us back to his house. "Be sure this won't be a waste of time" I 
snarled.

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