[Through your eyes]

Abby never expected to see him again. When she walked out of his life, she had thought that would be the end of it. Obviously, she had been wrong.

Mike Warren walked past the bar's large window, not glancing inside to where she was sitting with her friends. A well-dressed man strode at his side, laughing at something that Mike had just said to him.

Abby watched as Mike entered the hazy bar, her hands a tangled mess on her lap.

Mike and his friend stopped at the bar's counter and Mike leaned forward to give, what Abby assumed, was their drink orders.

She couldn't help but take in all the small details about Mike's appearance; he looked so different since she last saw him. His thick blonde hair was combed back keeping it out of his eyes and his clothes seemed sharper, more professional. The way he held himself was different too. More relaxed, but at the same time, Abby could see the tension rolling off Mike's shoulders.

A hand touched Abby's shoulder, causing her to jerk and tear her eyes away from Mike.

"What's going on? You spaced out, like two minutes ago."

Abby forced a smile on her face, glancing over her friends' concerned faces. "It's nothing. I'm just realizing how tired I am."

Her friend sitting on her left, Heather, gave her a look, "Uh-huh…" Heather exchanged looks with their other friend, Sara, before looking back at Abby, "You were thinking about him, weren't you?"

Abby flushed, causing Sara and Heather to nod knowing. "You've got to get over him. He obviously was no good for you and—ohmygosh—is that him?" Heather's eyes had followed Abby's gaze, landing on Mike Warren's lean frame. Heather's eyes were popping. "Why didn't you say something? No wonder you've got the Bambi eyes going on."

"Lower your voice." Abby hissed, ducking her head.

Sarah laughed, leaning forward. "Yeah, he's really going to hear you over all this noise from across the bar."

Abby's cheeks reddened and she shot another glance Mike's way. His friend was saying something to Mike, whose head was angled down to hear what he was being said.

Heather and Sara were now involved in Mike's activities, and were watching him as he responded to his friend.

"Who is that guy?" Sara asked, glancing at Abby.

Abby shrugged, not mentioning her suspicions that Mike was caught up with a possible drug lord.

Mike looked down at his watch and then up to the bartender, who gave Mike a nod and gestured to the bar's storage room. Or at least, that's where Abby thought the back door led to.

Mike nudged the black man and they both moved around the counter to the door, disappearing in it.

Heather sighed, "Damn. It was just starting to get interesting."

Abby nodded slowly; despite herself, she was curious.

Sara fingered her drink and bit her bottom lip. Hesitantly she said, "Why did you break up with him? You never really said."

Abby frowned and took a drink, delaying the answer.

Neither of her friends were going to be distracted, and waited silently for her answer.

Abby signed and then said, "He took me to his house—,"

Sara and Heather gave a small giggle and Abby rolled her eyes.

"Just to show me around because I was complaining that we never went there. His roommates were all gone…or so we thought. His friend, Paige, wasn't actually gone." Abby paused. "Mike was using the restroom and I opened his door to look at the hallway and I saw Paige. She was dressed really weirdly. Not like she usually dressed. And…she had a gun."

Sara gave a gasp of surprise, but didn't say anything.

"Mike came back and they both tried to explain it away."

Abby stopped again, causing Heather to prompt her saying, "But?"

"But," Abby agreed, "I found another gun. This one was in Mike's room."

"So, they have guns." Heather said after a moment, "Why was that such a big deal?"

Abby shook her head, "You didn't see their house. It was amazing. Clearly someone had money…and he was lying to me. I knew he was lying."

Abby stared at the ice cubes in her glass. Sara reached a hand out to grip Abby's.

"I'm sorry, sweetie."

"It's okay," Abby said. "Like you said it was probably good that I got out of that relationship."

Before either Heather or Sara could respond, the storage room's door crashed open and somebody came flying out, slamming onto the wood floor.

Total silence fell on the room, expect for the man on the ground, groaning.

Mike stepped from the room, his face cold as he looked down on the man. He walked over, so that he was towering over the writhing man. Mike leaned down, tapping the man on the cheek.

"Hey."

The man jerked at Mike's touch.

Abby shuddered, involuntarily, but she leaned forward to hear was Mike said next.

"Don't think that you can just walk out of here without paying my boss. You owe him."

Mike gripped the man's arms and heaved him to his feet.

A smile was plastered on Mike's face, but Abby knew that it was fake.

"Sorry for disrupting everyone's evening. My friend here got a little drunk and wasn't paying me the money he owes me." Mike shook his head. "I knew I shouldn't have bet against a broke drunk."

The tension in the room broke, and there was a few chuckles.

Mike let out a laugh of his own, his blue eyes scanning the room quickly.

Abby froze as those piercing eyes landed on her.

For a moment, Mike's façade broke and a look of guilt washed over his face, before it was quickly replaced by disinterest.

He turned and went back into the room, dragging the second man with him. The door shut firmly behind them, leaving Abby staring.

Heather nudged her. "Well, clearly there was something else going on. Be thankful you dropped that guy."

Abby nodded absently. She couldn't help but feel like she was missing something. Something very important that would change everything.

A/N: So I'm not really sure about this one...I wanted to write about Mike from another person's point of view and this is what I came up with. But I'm not the greatest at writing lots of descriptions, so I don't know how well this turned out.
Anyway, if you guys have anything that you would like to see just let me know because I have a few more drabbles in mind, but I know that I'll run out of good ideas at some point. Plus, I'm sure you guys all have some great ideas!
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