Our Past Together(Micheal x Ennard

Back to the 1980's

Time: 1986 (3 years after the bite)
POV:Micheal Terrance Afton

...Maybe it's just me... but I feel like my whole life ended the day my little brother died... it was all my fault. No one at school likes me anymore. Everyone seems to look at me and whisper because I'm the boy who killed his own brother. It's true. I killed Christopher. I placed his head in Fredbears mouth and....Now he's gone....forever....

Well enough about my past mistakes, I need to get to class. I'm late.

I begin to walk in my class to see all of my first period classmates stare at me. "There's the murderer" one boy whispered. "I bet he's a future psychopath" another one of my classmates said. "Do you think he's alright" One shy boy in the back said to his friend. I flinched a bit as I sat down. "You're late again, Afton." My teacher said as she looked at me. "Typical Afton." one girl snickered, "I bet he forgot his homework too" her friend added. They were right.... I did forget my homework.
"That's enough class" my teacher sighed. "Micheal would you present your homework please?"She looked at me and signaled me to stand. I stood up and grabbed my backpack acting as if I had my homework. I felt everyone's eyes on me. I felt myself turn red in embarrassment when I opened up my backpack and had nothing in it. "I called it" a girl in my class laughed, "that's right, Afton doesn't have his homework. And now I'm guessing it's because you have mommy issues!" the other girl laughed. "Oh my god shut up Tiff, he doesn't have a mom"the first girl told the second.
(In case you didn't know....My mom died when I was 12. My dad says she died in a car crash but, he left with her and she never came back.)
"Silence" The teacher said as she looked at the girls. "Afton since you clearly don't have your homework, for the 4th time this week, I'm going to have to report this to the vice-principal." She said as she looked down at me with her stone cold blue eyes. The boy behind me, his name is Luke, He tapped my shoulder and whispered "It's okay I didn't do it either." He smiled. I don't know why my face turned red by his voice. He doesn't talk much, but it's a shame considering his voice is soothing.
I smiled back at him and he looked surprised
"You have a nice smile! You should smile more often." He said.

POV: Luke
Micheal turned his head back so he was facing the front. I've known Micheal for around 2 years. But I'm sure he doesn't know me. I have divorced parents, Im living with my mom. She's alright. Just a bit Karen like. I lied when I told Micheal I didn't do my homework. I always do my homework. I'm an A student. I just felt so bad for Micheal, everyone was making him look bad. I may not know why he basically murdered his brother, but he looked sorry. Everyone deserves a second chance. Even if it's Micheal Afton. Because in reality, we don't know what he's been through.
Bell Ring
I got up with my stuff and saw Micheal still sitting in his seat. I waited a while until basically everyone was gone except for me,
Michael and the teacher. Micheal looked up at me. "Why are you still here?" I asked him.
"I could ask you the same thing" he said while laying his head on his desk. I was a bit mad with his attitude. I guess I got a little too mad...."Micheal,I just want to help. But clearly you're just like how everyone describes you." I said while leaving. I felt his eyes watch me leave the classroom.
I walked to my next class and sighed. Did I really say that. All day my mind went crazy thinking about what I said. I went too far. But I didn't. I told him the truth. He is an attention seeker right? No. I don't know...is he?

Later that day (Still Luke POV)
I was walking home when I saw Micheal. He was on a bench. Sitting all alone. He's always there. He sits there for hours. For once I wanted to go up to him. I usually chicken out. Today I was gonna be brave, I walked up to him slowly. And I took a deep breath. "Hey Mich-" I tripped on the sidewalk, it had a chip on the side which I wasn't used to. I fell and used my hands instead of falling face first. I heard him stand up, I got up as well. He looked at me and chuckled. I was embarrassed. First I overreacted and now I tripped right in front of him. Worst impression ever. He probably thought I was some weird,clumsy,immature weirdo that trips on air and overreacts.

POV: Micheal

Wow. Luke was just standing there red. I feel bad. Then I look at his hands, he had clearly scraped them. I grabbed his hands and took a look at them. I looked back at him and he was completely red. I realized that i was holding his hands and I let go. "Uh- I can help with your scraped hands." I said calmly, trying to not turn red. He smiled at me and nodded.

I took him to my house making sure my dad wasn't looking. He would freak out if he knew I brought someone over. I took him to my bathroom and closed the door quietly.
After the process of cleaning :)

"Thanks, Micheal." he said smiling. I smiled back and felt weird. I couldn't like him. We had just started talking today....
Knock Knock
"Micheal are you in there?" I heard William say..

"Uh-" I stuttered and took a look at Luke.

TO BE CONTINUED