I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 43
Never ask me for dating advice.
"I don't know but you should stop because you're making me feel weird." He said
"How so?" I shrugged walking a little closer
"Ella, stop. Just stop." He comanded with his index finger pointed my way.
"Stop what?" I inocently asked.
"Stop seducing me." He begged
"I'm not trying to seduce you." I insisted
"Come on Ella, please, cover your legs." Roger said. It was Roger's voice but I heard Michael. Oh Jesus, even Roger wasn't enough to get my mind off of him.
"Did I say something wrong?" Roger asked sensing my sudden tension.
I shook my head and blinked several times.
"I'm going to take a shower." I said
"Ok,...hey Ella can I hang out here till you're done...I really don't feel like sleeping and I honestly don't ind. Why couldn't I trust Michael. As I stepped in the boiling water I remembered one of my dad's messages.
If you can't trust yourself, then you can't trust anyone.
Back then, that sentence didn't have much of a meaning. But, now, it was as meaning
Michael's POV
I wanted to break everything. How could I have messed this up?
Was this even my fault? I don't know...all I know is I hurt
her and I've hurt my self. All because of my stupid anger. My
keys shook in my hands as I tried to open the door.
Unfortunettly, I ddin't have to struggle for long. My mother
opened the door and glanced at me with a worried expression.
"Where were you Michael?" She asked.
"I was at work." I lied
"Michael your shift ended around three hours ago." She said. I felt like I was about to blow.
"Ma, I'm home alright? I'm safe and sound. Stop asking me all these questions." I said. Before letting my mom say anything else I kissed her cheek and nearly ran to my room. My mother couldn't let me rest in peace; before I had a chance to take off my clothes she barged into my bedroom and glared at my with her folded arms.
"What?" I yelled.
"Why don't you tell me what?" She yelled. I rolled my eyes and grinded my teeth
"Michael." She whispered
"I want to sleep Ma, I got an early shift tommorow." I lied
"It's that girl isn't it?" She guessed.
"Let's say it is...so what?" I muttered.
"Don't hurt her Michael, she's a nice girl."
"Why does everyone assume I'm the bad guy?!" I yelled
"Because you usually are Mich, should I list off your girlfriends August,Alissa,Britney,Chris,Debby,Erica,Fiona,Gina,Hannah,Isabell...and Maribel. Michael you got Maribel pregnant." She yelled
"Oh please Maribel had been hit by more guys then Kim Kardashian and we both know that kid wasn't mine." I said
"You know what it's impossible to talk to you. I'm going to bed." She left.
"What if I told you, I'm the one who's hurting this time ma?" I uttered
She's different. She's either going to be a blessing or a curse. But, as if it continues like this, I hold onto the curse.
"Where were you Michael?" She asked.
"I was at work." I lied
"Michael your shift ended around three hours ago." She said. I felt like I was about to blow.
"Ma, I'm home alright? I'm safe and sound. Stop asking me all these questions." I said. Before letting my mom say anything else I kissed her cheek and nearly ran to my room. My mother couldn't let me rest in peace; before I had a chance to take off my clothes she barged into my bedroom and glared at my with her folded arms.
"What?" I yelled.
"Why don't you tell me what?" She yelled. I rolled my eyes and grinded my teeth
"Michael." She whispered
"I want to sleep Ma, I got an early shift tommorow." I lied
"It's that girl isn't it?" She guessed.
"Let's say it is...so what?" I muttered.
"Don't hurt her Michael, she's a nice girl."
"Why does everyone assume I'm the bad guy?!" I yelled
"Because you usually are Mich, should I list off your girlfriends August,Alissa,Britney,Chris,Debby,Erica,Fiona,Gina,Hannah,Isabell...and Maribel. Michael you got Maribel pregnant." She yelled
"Oh please Maribel had been hit by more guys then Kim Kardashian and we both know that kid wasn't mine." I said
"You know what it's impossible to talk to you. I'm going to bed." She left.
"What if I told you, I'm the one who's hurting this time ma?" I uttered
She's different. She's either going to be a blessing or a curse. But, as if it continues like this, I hold onto the curse.
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