MIKEY COLLIN P.O.V
I’m still standing in my spot, after watching her walk away with hurt on her face. She was trying to hide it, but I could see it. The thing is, I don’t understand why she is feeling that way.
Was it something I said?
If it wasn’t for her friend, I would have figured out what made her feel that way. My time with Cassie was interrupted so many times. By my mother, nanna, Matthew, and now her friend.
I groaned and drag my hand down on my face. Silas looked at me with an unpleased look. An expression, I doubt he realized was showing on his face.
“Did you see that?” I asked with a disbelieving look. I shook my head, “One moment we were okay, the next moment, she looks at me like I broke destroyed her world.”
Silas, look hesitant to reply.
“What Silas?” I asked, feeling impatient.
Silas cleared his throat, “I believe it was what y
MIKEY COLLIN P.O.VThroughout the whole drive, I tried to think of the many ways I could clear up the misunderstanding that Cassie has of me.“We’re here sir,” said Silas, pulling the car to a halt. He stepped out of the car and quickly opened the door for me.I get out of the car and saw Stella, who was Matthews P.A walking toward me. If he had someone already waiting for me, he must have known I was coming.That arrogant man.She approached me with those aquamarine eyes and naturally plump lips that were throwing a seductive smile. Her pixie-cut hair worked for her and highlighted her features.It was what drew men to her. Stella slept with any man that had her seeing dollar signs. I wasn’t an idiot. This woman was looking for a man who would pay for the luxurious life she was dreaming for. Matthew knew that too; which was why he kept her around, but not close enough for he
MIKEY COLLIN P.O.V“Tell me about this woman,” Matthew ordered. “She must be quite the lay if she brings Mikey Collins to his knees.”Something in me felt a tick when he spoke of her as if she was an easy woman. Cassie isn’t like that. If he wasn’t my best friend, I would have punched this man in the jaw and drag his face against the floor.“Talk about her like she’s an easy woman one more time and I will snap your neck.” I seethed.Unfazed by my threat, Matthew replied with a grin, “Well, well, well.” His interest peaked, “This is entertaining.” He leaned back to get comfortable in his chair. “I have never seen you act this hostile over a woman.” He ordered as if it was necessary, “I want to meet her.”I shut that idea downrealquick. Sticking my hand out in a halting motio
I was extremely excited to come to the craft fair, once I saw the pink posted flyer at school. I usually never pay attention to the board filled with a massive number of colorful flyers in the compound at the local community college I attend, but it seemed like it would be fun to attend. Which ithasbeen so far until I made the mistake of wanting to get my portrait painted. I knew it would belong, but I didn’t realize howlongit would take. This woman could easily take my picture and paint me using that, butno.It was better to paint a portrait of me when I’m here in person, instead of painting me, using a picture on her phone.
“Will youpleasecome with me?” pleaded my now very annoying best friend.Ava Abner has been my best friend since elementary. We showed up to our first day of school in kindergarten and noticed we were using the same backpack and sat next to each other at lunchtime. We’ve been close ever since that day, we’re practically sisters.I pulled my attention away from the computer screen that displayed the unfished homework that I was trying to complete, “No Ava.”“You’re going to pass up on going to one of the most popular shows ever!?” Ava asked as if the fact that I was denying her offer was ludicrous. She groaned and put her hands on my shoulders. She l
“Wow,” I whispered in awe.The place was magnificent.The building’s lobby alone was enormous. I glanced up to the ceiling, and there was a huge beautiful crystal chandelier, that looked more expensive than my outfit and tuition combined. The floor shined with white marble, and the beautiful furniture around us white, I feel I’d get it dirty if I touch it. I looked down at my feet checking to see if I had gotten the floor dirty.“I know right?” squealed Ava. She leaned closer to whisper in my ear as we walked further in. “I can’t believe how many men are here.” She winked at a man that passed her by.I laughed, “Oh my goodness Ava.”
A smug look formed on his face, “I don’t know if that’s true.” He shrugged nonchalantly, “I’ve been told my charm could melt the hearts of the coldest women.”“Well, I’m not like every woman you’ve ever met,” I sneered.This guy must be a real Casanova. I give myself a mental pat on the back for not tripping over my own feet, to sink my claws into this man. Then again, I’ve never done that before and I don’t instead start now.Especially not this guy.Surprising me, he nodded his head in agreement, “You certainly aren’t.”Was that supposed to be an insult or compliment?
Refusing to give him any more attention than I already have, I stuck my chin up and gave my attention back to the performance that started, rather than the handsome man beside me who turned out to be a cheater.My arm that was laying on the armrest between us wasn’t big enough for two people. So, when he put his left hand on mine to rest on the armrest, I scowled at him. Snatching my hand away and instead of using the armrest on the left.“Sorry,” he said in a sheepish tone. “I didn’t know it was there,” he said in a fake innocent tone.“Yeah right,” I scoffed.My hand has been sitting there for the past ten minutes buddy. I feel so bad for the woman sitting beside him. She doesn’t know that she’s
I gave him a once-over. It wasn’t hard for people to buy a fancy out and return it the next day. There are some really good actors out there that will play to get what they want. This guy could be a handsome poser for all I know. He could be some drug addict that sleeps with women then steals their money in the middle of the night while the girl is asleep. Then once they have it, they run.I narrowed my eyes, trying to hide the interest I was secretly feeling at finally being able to know his name, “What’s your name?”"Michael Collins, but my friends call me Mikey.” He answered proudly.“Mikey,” I say testing it out. I could finally put a name to the handsome face.His eyes darkened when his name passed through my lips.“Yes,” his voice hoarse. Clearing his throat, “When you see that I’m telling the truth. I deserve a reward.”“A reward?” I repeated the word,