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/hanna/

the colour of his shirt when i picked him up from the camp.

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three weeks.

three weeks without mikey, and i felt like i should've been in that centre alongside him.

having that house all to myself was torture. i even made ashton stay with me for a few days so i wouldn't feel alone, but it just wasn't the same. 

when i drove through the gates, and saw mikey standing there, ready to leave, my heart began to pound, my lip started to quiver and the urge to stop the car right then and run into his arms was overwhelming. but i held it together. fuck yeah.

as soon as i had pulled up in front of him, i threw open the door, jumped out and ran into his arms.

"hanna." he cried, holding me so tightly and sighing heavily. 

seeing him every three days was torture, especially because we weren't allowed to touch each other.

no kissing, no cuddling, nothing. we couldn't even hold hands. 

hugging him tightly, i noticed the member of staff standing next to us awkwardly. i recognised her as the councellor i took mikey to before he was admitted here.

"thank you so much." i say to her.

"no need to thank me, dear. michael here has made some remarkable progress. i believe he set himself a goal, a prize, if you please. he worked hard, determined to get out so he could obtain this prize." she smiled warmly at me, and i knew that she knew that the 'prize' was me. 

i looked up at him, and the smile on his face was so perfect, it lit up his whole face.

i don't know how i could ever live without this beautiful man.

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pulling up outside our home, mikey breathed a sigh of a relief. i could tell he was eager to get away from the rehabilitation centre, so we left shortly after our reunion, i just had to sign a few release papers and put his things in the car.

we both got out of the car and rushed to get in the house.

we'd been apart for three weeks.

michael gordan clifford had a very high sex drive.

it's not hard to guess what went down.

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i'm not writing more smut for this story what do you take me for smh

heh

only 3 more parts of this now

i'm so sad :-(

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