I am back! (again). Anyway, I apologize for keeping on disappearing like this all of the time, but I really have been very busy right now, and I apologize immensely. I finally wrote a Team Mike drabble I've been meaning to write for a while, and I'm sorry it took so long to update anything. I am working on my version of the sequel of Breaking Dawn, and it's been taking a lot out of me. I hope you guys will like it when I finally finish it, but the first chapter should be up sometime soon here. :D Thanks so much for all of you continuing to read my stories during this dry spell, and I hope you like this little drabble! :D
-Ember Sage
Mike POV
She pushed her mahogany hair behind her hair, her pale fingers bending delicately.
A twinge in my chest when she laughed.
A beating to my logic when I looked into her eyes.
I couldn't think clearly around her.
I usually ended up saying something stupid.
I longed to know what was running through her head when she stared out the window and up into the dismal skies.
I watched as she slowly got up, with Edward Cullen.
Their hands entwined.
I closed my eyes.
Wishing that it could be me, the one that was holding her hand.
Because I would love her.
I would love her so damn much, and I would hold her, and never let her go.
She could do no wrong in my eyes.
Every little thing about her was perfection.
And I wished that I could be the one to tell her that.
I wanted to be the one to tell her that she was beautiful.
I wanted to be the one to take her to a film.
I wanted to hold her hand.
I wanted to be the one to kiss her good night.
I wanted to be the one to make her laugh.
But no.
It was not meant to be, apparently.
I watched as they left the cafeteria, still laughing together.
I closed my eyes again, imagining the perfect world in which she would love me.
I opened them again.
I looked next to me, where Jessica sat.
She loved me, truly she did.
And I loved her.
But I loved someone else more.
I couldn't help it.
I was too weak not to.
I couldn't control it.
But to Jessica, I was her Bella of sorts.
I was the one she loved with all of her heart, mind, and soul.
I was her one.
And I would not deny her that.
She was a good girl.
She deserved to have her fairy tale ending.
But was it fair that I would never get mine?
Well, that was the way this world works.
And so, here I was, sitting next to my loving, devoted, wonderful girlfriend, pining for someone else.
I hated myself.
Sometimes I would stay up, late at night, thinking about how screwed up I was.
And then how self-centered I was for only thinking about myself.
Because everyone else was happy, besides me.
Jessica was happy.
Edward was happy.
Bella was ecstatic.
And I was me.
And so, though I will never stop loving Bella, my love for Jessica will grow.
And I will sit, in the shadows.
I am happy that she was happy.
She is safe and content with Edward Cullen.
And he will love her as long as they live.
I can see that.
But I think I am cursed to this life.
To forever wishing it was me that was with Bella Swan.
Me.
Well, I'm really hoping you guys liked this one. I know a lot of people do not really pay much atttention to Mike's character, and when they do, he is most often ridiculed. This is just my opinion of how Mike feels, and I kind of experienced what Mike is going through with Bella with a guy a while back. So, hopefully, it will make you take a second look at him and how he feels through all of this. THanks for reading, and critisism and reviews are GREATLY appreciated. :D
