Speach 100

"SPARE" You hear the display say, as the ball rolls out of sight. You came bowling with Michael quite often a few years ago, but you stopped after the accident.

"You're not very good today..." Michael teases you.

"Well then, I invite you to do better!" You say while handing him a ball.

He takes it and checks it out for a bit, he then put it down and takes a bigger one instead, he then spends some time aligning his shot, and he finally throws it. he makes half of them fall and he needs another throw to take out the rest.

"SPARE" You laugh and he lets out a chuckle. "Maybe I've lost some skill too. Anyway, let's talk about this." He says taking a more serious tone.

"Sure what do you want to know?" You say as you grab a random ball.

"What did Vera do to you?"

You're quiet, you throw a ball, which only touches two pins. "She was a bitch."

"You ruined someone's life because she was a bitch?"

"You don't understand, she was always-"

"Yeah, sure I don't understand, because I wouldn't have done that to her." He's starting to be a prick.

"Listen, Michael! You have no idea what happened while you weren't here!" You yell but it doesn't shock him.

"I can guess! It's very strange that you're somehow the only guy of a big group relationship." You feel a pain in your stomach.

"You don't know how hard it's been! I- I didn't want that!" You try to explain.

"Sure, you brainwashed multiple girls by accident! Are you fucking with me?" He's clearly upset, you can see the disgust on his face.

"No, I-"

"John, I don't know what happened in your head... I hoped that talking with you today would prove me wrong."

"Then listen to me you asshole!"

"What do you have to say? Is there even a way for you to not be guilty?"

"Fuck you! Fuck you! You piece of shit! You should have stayed dead!" You leave in a hurry, not wanting to see the asshole's face, you run through the alleys of the city. At some point, you arrive at an empty park and you sit down on a bench.

You dry up tears some tears. Fuck that asshole, he didn't even try to understand my situation!

"Fuck!" You yell out loud before pausing. You grab your phone and you prepare a rumor, [Michael has been caught stealing food at a supermarket.], you send it, still pissed off.

Fuck him.

You wait there for a while, not really knowing what to do, letting your emotions slowly calm down. Tears end up rolling down your cheeks and you use up all the tissues you had on you.

"I'm pathetic."

"Come on, I wouldn't say that." Says a voice you know very well.

You turn around and Ashley is standing there, two grocery bags on each arm.

"Mind helping me with that?" She says while handing you two of them.