Pierced, Tatted, and Scarred Love - Chapter 7
A few days passed and I stayed at MiA’s apartment the whole time. I had helped him clean and cook, we watched movies and drank, played cards, and just wasted time.
I woke up in MiA’s bed, where I’d been sleeping since I got here. I stretched a bit and got up, looking out the window. I’d been avoiding my problems for quite a while, and staying here with MiA had helped me forget said problems...Naoto’s cheating, my complicated feelings for Kuina…
“Kuina…”
Saying the man’s name made me miss him even more. I missed his purple hair and his smile. Damn it, I even missed his giggle.
MiA came into the room and grinned, kissing my cheek and handed me a cup of coffee.
“Morning.” I said, hugging him and accepting the coffee.
“I have to go to the store for things for dinner, okay? I’ll be back in an hour or two.” And with that, MiA left the room. I sighed and sipped at the coffee, walking around the apartment. I noticed the bathroom was a little dirty, so I figured I’d clean it up a bit, to repay MiA for letting me stay at his place.
I dug through the towels, folding clean ones and setting the dirty ones aside. I cleaned off the sink and toilet, finally coming to the clothes bin. I dumped out the bin and heard something clatter to the floor. I followed the sound, staring at the object for a moment.
Why was my phone in the floor? Better yet, why was it in the bottom of MiA’s hamper?
I unlocked the screen and saw I had a few messages.
Kuina: Tsu?
Tsu, I’m worried about you.
Me: I’ve moved on. I’ve found someone else.
Kuina: What?! So what am I then? You used me, asshole!
Me: Sorry, but I’ve moved on.
My blood boiled. MiA knew I had feelings for Kuina, and he had been sending texts to Kuina saying I didn’t want him anymore. I read through the rest of my messages, which pissed me off more. He’d been sending messages to everyone who text me. The only messages I was okay with, was the messages to Naoto, and those weren’t very nice.
I tried calling Kuina in a panic, but he ignored my calls. I sighed and went to the living room, waiting for MiA to get home. When the door opened, I held my phone out for him to see.
“Care to explain yourself?” I said, panic registering on MiA’s face. He carefully set the bags of food down and walked over to me.
“T-Tsu...I can explain…” He said, worried.
“Really? I’d love to hear what you've got to say, MiA.” I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes, tears starting to stream down his cheeks.
“I-I just wanted you to b-be mine!” He said, sobbing. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Give it up, MiA. Why’d you steal my phone?” He wiped at his tears, looking up at me with red, puffy eyes.
“Tsu, I love you, and I wanted to be yours.” He said. I growled.
“Well, this isn’t exactly the way to get me, MiA. I have feelings for Kuina. You should have spoken up sooner.” I looked down at the shaking man and sighed, shaking my head.
“Whatever. I’m leaving.” I called a cab and went around, grabbing my stuff. This was the second time in a week I’ve left someone. I hurried to the door, the driver helping take things to the car. I looked back at MiA, who was staring at me, silent tears calling down his cheeks.
“Stop crying. You’re too beautiful to cry.” I said, and closed the door, walking down to the street.
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Omg, I'm sorry I took so long to actually post things again!
I woke up in MiA’s bed, where I’d been sleeping since I got here. I stretched a bit and got up, looking out the window. I’d been avoiding my problems for quite a while, and staying here with MiA had helped me forget said problems...Naoto’s cheating, my complicated feelings for Kuina…
“Kuina…”
Saying the man’s name made me miss him even more. I missed his purple hair and his smile. Damn it, I even missed his giggle.
MiA came into the room and grinned, kissing my cheek and handed me a cup of coffee.
“Morning.” I said, hugging him and accepting the coffee.
“I have to go to the store for things for dinner, okay? I’ll be back in an hour or two.” And with that, MiA left the room. I sighed and sipped at the coffee, walking around the apartment. I noticed the bathroom was a little dirty, so I figured I’d clean it up a bit, to repay MiA for letting me stay at his place.
I dug through the towels, folding clean ones and setting the dirty ones aside. I cleaned off the sink and toilet, finally coming to the clothes bin. I dumped out the bin and heard something clatter to the floor. I followed the sound, staring at the object for a moment.
Why was my phone in the floor? Better yet, why was it in the bottom of MiA’s hamper?
I unlocked the screen and saw I had a few messages.
Kuina: Tsu?
Tsu, I’m worried about you.
Me: I’ve moved on. I’ve found someone else.
Kuina: What?! So what am I then? You used me, asshole!
Me: Sorry, but I’ve moved on.
My blood boiled. MiA knew I had feelings for Kuina, and he had been sending texts to Kuina saying I didn’t want him anymore. I read through the rest of my messages, which pissed me off more. He’d been sending messages to everyone who text me. The only messages I was okay with, was the messages to Naoto, and those weren’t very nice.
I tried calling Kuina in a panic, but he ignored my calls. I sighed and went to the living room, waiting for MiA to get home. When the door opened, I held my phone out for him to see.
“Care to explain yourself?” I said, panic registering on MiA’s face. He carefully set the bags of food down and walked over to me.
“T-Tsu...I can explain…” He said, worried.
“Really? I’d love to hear what you've got to say, MiA.” I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes, tears starting to stream down his cheeks.
“I-I just wanted you to b-be mine!” He said, sobbing. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Give it up, MiA. Why’d you steal my phone?” He wiped at his tears, looking up at me with red, puffy eyes.
“Tsu, I love you, and I wanted to be yours.” He said. I growled.
“Well, this isn’t exactly the way to get me, MiA. I have feelings for Kuina. You should have spoken up sooner.” I looked down at the shaking man and sighed, shaking my head.
“Whatever. I’m leaving.” I called a cab and went around, grabbing my stuff. This was the second time in a week I’ve left someone. I hurried to the door, the driver helping take things to the car. I looked back at MiA, who was staring at me, silent tears calling down his cheeks.
“Stop crying. You’re too beautiful to cry.” I said, and closed the door, walking down to the street.
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Omg, I'm sorry I took so long to actually post things again!