~~~Michael's POV~~~

She can't be serious.

Why did I ever think to do that to her? How can I stop loosing her? How can I began to say....there was nothing left to do so she walked away. Away from me. I made her liked that.

I closed my eyes, just see her smile one more time. It's like I could never find the right thing to say. Every word that comes out of my mouth hurts her. I'm an idiot. I ruined everything.

"I can never be forgiven for my actions. I'll have to suffer from the consequences. I did this to myself. I did." I looked at the house one last time before starting the car back up and driving back to my home.

When I got home, I placed my keys on the key holder and sighed.

"Stacey" I called out and she came to me a minute later.

"Yes Mr. Jackson?"

"Tell the staff that I said to take the rest of the week off. They still will get paid, I just need to be alone. Please, and thank you."

"Yes sir. Are you sure though?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Thanks for asking. You can go home now after you tell the staff."

"Alright sir. Do you want me to let you know when we are about to head home?"

"Yes please. Thank you so much for understanding. I'm just going through a lot right now and I want to be alone to think."

"It's going to be okay sir. She just needs time." She patted my shoulder and gave a supportive smile. I gave her a weak smile back and began to walk away.

I went into my room and closed the door. I walked around, then exited the bedroom and went into our Velvet Room, the place where we shared our last intimate moment. I looked at the bed as memories of us making love flashed my brain. How the beads of sweat dripping from her neck onto her chest, then my chest.

I closed my eyes and sat on the bed. I was about to exit when I spotted some papers folded up on the floor. I walked over to them and instantly knew that they were. They were the papers Sofia told me to read. I didn't read it though because I was to busy trying to get her to sign those other papers. I'm an idiot. I know.

I unfolded the papers and began to read.

As I'm reading, I notice that it's poems. Her feelings. Her personal feelings.

When I get to the last page it tears me up inside and out. She said that it would be the hardest thing she'll ever do....She said goodbye.

I looked over her nice handwriting and walked out of the room, closing and locking it behind me.

"She's done with me?" I smacked my forehead and sighed deeply. "What have I done?"

"Mr. Jackson, sorry to interupt, I just wanted to inform you that we are leaving." I looked up from the papers and at Stacey.

"You're fine, stay safe and be careful. Tell everyone that, and you have a blessed week."

"Same for you as well Mr. Jackson." She smiled. I chuckled a little then turned the opposite direction from her.

I pulled out a piece of paper and a pen as I sat at my desk and began to write.

Dear Sofia,

Words will never fully express how sorry I am, but only I truly hope that it is a good start:

I'm sorry.

I regret nothing more in life than what I have done to you. It was wrong, stupid and immature and you do not deserve any of the grief, pain and anger I have caused you.

I can't bear to see you unhappy because of my actions. When our relationship began, I promised {to myself} that I would make you happy. I failed. I failed both of us.

But I want to make amends. I truly do. You're too important of a person to lose and I hate myself for realizing that now rather than earlier. I understand the gravity of the situation, and I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

Love always,
Michael.

That letter didn't seem to be enough for me. She wrote me poems on her feelings, maybe I should do the same and apologize to her even if she won't except it, or how I do it the right way. So I began to write as a tear slid down my cheek.

Dear Sofia,

I'm back again. :/

I'm writing this message 'cause I feel really bad, thinking about the way I hurt you makes me really sad.

I'm sorry for all the hurt I've caused you and I regret the things I've done wrong. I've lost the 1 girl I've ever loved and it was 'cause of the things I've done.

Baby I feel so bad right now, 'cause I tore your world apart, and now all I can think about is how I broke your heart.

These tears that run down my cheek are filled with sadness and hurt, because I loved you so much and now I know that it will never work :( I messed up and now I see that you mean the world to me.

I know sorry's not enough because I'm such a screw up.. But for whatever it's worth I wanted to say, that you cross my kind every single day...

The thought of you makes me smile, and I know our love was real, so I'm writing you this letter so that you know how I truly feel.

What I really wanted to say is that I'm sorry, I know that you didn't deserve to be hurt like that, and I know that you will find someone who will love you and treat you right, they will make you happy and that person won't hurt you like I did.

So I'm sooo SORRY for everything I've done, so all I have to say is that I love you and I'm so sooo sorry hun. :(

Yours forever,
Michael.

P.S. I truly mean what I said. I'm really sorry for what I've done. Please forgive me?

I put the pen down and folded the papers. I kissed it and placed it in the envelope. On the outside I put in all caps:
BEFORE YOU TEAR ME UP, READ ME AND UNDERSTAND SOMETHING.

I walked to Serenity's room and noticed her baby bag was still here. I placed the letter in there under the wipes and went downstairs and grabbed my keys, rushing to get to Snickers house.

When I get there, they are leaving out.

"Sofia," I said as I grabbed her bag out of the backseat, exiting the car.

"Why are you here?" She asked. She's been crying. Her eyes are all red and swollen.

"You left her bag. Thought I'd bring it over so you didn't leave it here while you're on your way to Jamaica."

"Oh, thanks." She grabbed the bag and began to walk away.

"Fee, have you thought about it?" I pressed. She looked at me then at the ground and spoke softly.

"I did, and I think it's best if we are just friends."

"Friends?"

"Yes." She spoke a little more confidently as she raised her head to look into my eyes. I frowned at her then chuckled.

"Why are you laughing Michael?" She asked with knitted eyebrows.

"I'm laughing at what you said."

"What's so funny about it?"

"You wanting to be friends? We both know that's not going to work."

"Yes it will. We can't work together. We never will be able to be like we were."

"But isn't that what we don't want? I don't want to continue to cause you pain baby. We have to start over, then we'll be able to change what was a mistake if it pops up in our lives again."

"I don't want that Michael. I've maid up my mind. I want us to be friends. Why can't you just take that and leave."

"Because, I can't be friends with someone I'm in love with!! I don't want to be 'just friends' knowing that I'm in love with you and you know my feelings."

"Fall out of love with me then. I don't want us to be like this Michael. Hearts are meant to be broken, so get use to the feeling you're feeling right now. It wasn't meant to be, okay. It just wasn't."

"Baby, it was. It was meant to be. This is just an obstacle in the road that we have to overcome. I'm sorry okay. I admit I'm wrong for what I've done. I'm wrong alright. I apologize and I'll never do it again."

"You're right, you won't do it again because I won't give you the option to. I won't let you into my love life. The only person I will love is our daughter Michael. Her, not you. I can't do this with you. I don't want this."

"You and I both know that we promised each other we wouldn't bring our daughter into this world with us like this. We promised that we would be together. We aren't even married and we are separated."

"We aren't married? Michael that has nothing to do with anything."

"The hell it does!? It has everything to do with it. You never loved me that's why you didn't want to marry me."

"That's not true Michael. I love you and you know I did. You know it, so don't pull that bullshit of an excuse out to try and block off what you did. Face it Michael, we just weren't meant to be. Let the past be in the past and start working on the present and future."

"How will I let the past be in the past and work on the present and future when you're all I can think about? All I ever wanted was to make you happy. All I ever wanted was true love, and I found that in you. I'm sorry that god made me feel this way about you and you don't like it, but face it. I can't get over you. I can't stop thinking about you. Every moment, every second, every hour of the day I think about you. And when I try to stop, your face appears. Every time I close my eyes I see your smile. Every little thing reminds me of you in a way. I can't turn you off. You're always in my heart and your just gonna stay there because you have my heart. You have the key and passcode to my heart and I don't ever want you to give it back. I want you to forever keep it. I've never meant to hurt you. I've never meant for anything bad to happen to you. All I ever wanted was to love you and show you how much I love and appreciate you. You mean everything to me and I don't want to lose you again. I can't and won't be able to deal with life if you aren't by my side. If you never want to see me again or speak to me, then I understand. I'll let you have that. But remember: love always conquers all if you put the effort in it. The only place succeed comes before work is in the dictionary. We have to work through this to succeed in our relationship, it'll only work if you're willing to work it out."

Without giving her the option to speak, I went to the drivers side and slammed my door and recklessly drove away, almost crashing into the pole on the way out.

Still driving recklessly and speeding down the street, she comes to my mind.

"God, why won't she just let me prove to her that I love her." I hit my hands on the steering wheel, having a mini breakdown as I speed pass a stop sign.

"Give me a sign that she loves me. Let something bad happen to me. Put me in pain so I can know that deep down inside she still loves me."

Pressing my foot harder on the gas, I sped down the street pass a stoplight only to be hit by an eighteen wheeler truck. The car rolled over four times and flipped twice, landing on the roof.

**

"Are you alright Sofia?" My dad said as he walked me to the car. I got in, in the backseat and strapped Serenity and myself in securely.

"I'm fine daddy, we just need to go before we miss the flight." I said as I closed my door and he got into the drivers side.

"Alright pumpkin." He started the car and we drove off.

I looked out the window and out of no where I felt this pain. My dad took notice.

"Are you alright?" He asked looking through the rear view mirror.

"I'm fine, I just got this feeling like someone walked over my grave."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I think so. Don't sweat it daddy, it's probably nothing." He nodded and looked back at the road ahead of him. I looked out my window and sighed. I heard ambulances and police cars behind us so my dad pulled to the side to slow down and stop.

"What's going on daddy?" I asked as a fire truck passed by as well.

"I don't know sweetheart, but I think we aren't going to make that flight. I have to wait until it's clear to go."

"Isn't there another way around?"

"No, this is the only way we can go to get out of this neighborhood and into the main road." I sighed and my ribs started to hurt, then my nose, and my left arm, then my head. It felt like blood was dripping down from my body, and I was draining from blood. It felt like I was loosing a lot of blood. I started to cough like crazy, feeling like smoke was in my lungs.

That's when we heard an explosion.

"Daddy!! Something is wrong with Michael!! I feel it. Daddy I need to call him." I said once the air fogged up with black fog.

I grabbed my cell and dialed Michael's number.

"Pick up Michael."I said as it continued to ring, then went to voicemail.

"Oh my god!! Why isn't he picking up?!" I panicked

A police officer came to my dad's window and tapped on it. He rolled the window down and said

"What's going on down there officer?"

"There's been a car accident, a bad car accident and I came to let you know that you have to go around or another way because this is severe and the other car can blow up any minute. We need this area to be secure so that no one else gets hurt."

"Did anyone get hurt?" I asked and he looked at me.

"Well ma'am, there's someone still in the car and we are trying to saw him out of there now. That car is leaking with gasoline and it will explode any minute. It's a male."

"Did you see his face?" My dad looked at me and saw the worried expression on my face.

"A glimpse, he was coughing badly and coming to when he realized where he was."

"What did he have on?"

"I couldn't barely tell, I know he has on well had a fedora on and a blue and black button up shirt. We can't see anything below his waist. Ma'am, sir we need you guys to back up so we can get him out of there now."

I instantly knew it was Michael. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. I ran to where I saw lots of police officers and firefighters.

It was Michael. It was his car. It's destroyed. It's flipped upside down and they are trying to get him out of there. He started to scream.

"PLEASE!! Don't save me. This is my sign. She does love me and if I die, at least I know she l--loves m--me." He started to cough roughly and continued.

"Her name is Sofia Anderson. I have a daughter as well. Her na--name is Serenity. P--please t-tell then that I love them so much a--and I've always loved them." That had been the last thing I heard before the car exploded.

Sorry you guys. This is a short chapter, but don't worry I'll be updating again, very soon. Vote, comment, and I hope you enjoyed it. Also forgive me for any errors. 😃☺️👋✔️💯