CHAPTER 35: CONFESSIONS

DIONNAH'S POV

"Michael, What are you doing in my room?" I asked. He was just sitting there on my bed, staring at me with this faraway look in his eyes.

"I need to talk to you," he pleaded. His voice was so quiet yet it sounded so desperate. I needed to talk to him too, but I was tired and I needed to get my facts and my speech straight.

"Look, Michael. I need to talk to you too. But can this wait until tomorrow?" I asked him. "Plus I think we've done enough talking today," I grumbled, remembering our argument earlier.

"I didn't say all I needed to," he sighed. He was such a stubborn person.

"Well I've heard all I needed to for now," I admitted. I was just too tired for this right now. When I told Dani I was gonna tell Michael how I felt I didn't mean tonight. I meant when I had enough time to think things through and after I'd gotten a proper night's sleep. I realized I was still standing at my door with my back pressed up against it. I pushed off and made a beeline for my bathroom.