HE'S MINE

072

"I know you probably didn't remember anyone expect for Mikey but Hanma and I used to be there, thought the master plan belonged to Mikey but we helped him executed the pranks and all." He was blushing like he had done something sweet.

"Oh! Now I know why I hate you so much." I rolled my eyes and sighed as it mattered anymore. I was not a little kid who would cry about things that she should be less concerned about.

"You can sit on the b---," he was about to offer, but he hadn't even finished when I jumped straight on the bed. He zipped his mouth instantly and rolled his eyes.

"Sanzu!" I mumbled, he took the seat with the study table and leaned back on the chair, "Since you two were friends in the past," I mumbled and he narrowed his eyes, "Mikey and you," I made it clear, watching his expressions going harsh, "Was Mr grandpa abusive?" I asked, I don't know why, bit after what happened in the kitchen and then Mikey easily accusing anyone, I had started to doubt his every statement ever made about anything.

"Why would you ask that? Did Mr grandpa say anything to you?" he straightened his back and stared at my face.

"No! Just want to know about Mr grandpa," I stated, placing my hands behind my body on the bed and resting my body on them.

"Why you ask me, you should know him better than me, you have spent your whole life with him." He declared and shrugged his shoulders.

"But I heard that he was mean to Mikey in his childhood." I wanted to know in detail, and I would rather trust Sanzu than Mikey.

"Well, Mikey was a hard kid. He would always end up in trouble, and if you call a grandfather abusive if he disagrees with his sinister kid's doing then I am sorry but every parent is abusive. I have even seen Mikey creating misunderstanding between his family," his last statement shocked me. I tilted my head and kept watching Sanzu's face, his eyes were stuck on the wall before him, he looked we reliving the memories. "He used to laugh about how he would send a text to the neighbors and then his brother will think Mr grandpa was having an affair with them. He had a wicked mind, everything around him was fun, and he wouldn't miss a chance to hurt others. As for Mr grandpa being abusive, that's an utter bullshits." he mumbled and sighed, rubbing his face in his hands.

"What did he do to you?" I questioned and he lifted his face off his hands quickly. He was shocked, probably wondering what made me ask so. "You two are no longer friends, even you hate each other. Now looking at you I don't believe you can be the reason, so tell me what did he do." I murmured, I can't believe I was in love with such a narcissist. Or maybe it wasn't even love, I was just attracted to him and that's all.

"He has done many things, but it is no use to talk about them now." I can feel his pain through his tone, must be hard for him to talk about it but it was important for me to know more about him.

"I don't wanna scare you but," he mumbled, bending ahead from his chair to me, he had just opened his mouth when he looked behind me and his face turned blank, he was in shock.

"What is it, Sanzu?" I tried not to turn around quickly, the fear of whom I might see behind me was making me still in my position.

"Mikey drop the knife," Sanzu murmured, looking behind me. I gasped at his words, was he here to kill me? I jumped off the bed and screamed as loud as I could. I landed on the floor, looking in the direction of where Mikey was supposedly standing, and there was nothing.

"You are such a chicken." He began laughing, holding his stomach, he landed on his bed, laughing loudly. I was too scared to respond at first, but then a frown appeared on my face.

"How could you?" I yelled, getting up, and jumped on him, trying to slap him, but he held my hands. "Let go!" I yelled, sounding annoyed and angry. He still had a wide smile on his face, which was another reason I was so annoyed.

"I am going to kick you, Sanzu, I am serious," I complained, failing to acknowledge that I was sitting on him with his body between my legs. "Sanzu let go!" I warned, watching his face deadly.

"Don't be a loser," he smirked under me, proudly keeping his grip intact around my wrists.

"I am not a loser," I announced, the heat of anger burning my cheeks.

"Prove it," he teased, resting his head back on the bed and laughing at me.

"I am ---," I tried to move my hand, but he pushed me back, not letting go of my wrists, and tripped me under him. It all happened in such a haste that I couldn't even react to it for a moment, I found myself under him now.

"Get off me" moving my legs, but he was holding me down by sitting on my thighs.

"Why would I?" he whispered and now he moved my hands above my head, pinning them tightly.

"What are you doing?" I uttered, not angry anymore but slightly confused and blushing.

"What do you think it is?" he leaned his body on me, his face closer to mine. I gulped and looked away, slighting turning my face to the left. "Don't you wanna get out of my grip?" he uttered, lowering his face on my ear. I kept my face to the left side, I could feel his breaths on my cheek now.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," he whispered huskily, breathing loudly on my skin. I gulped and remained silent, I wanted to tell him that I didn't want it to happen so soon since we hadn't really said our feelings aloud, but my heart wanted it to happen. I wanted him to continue, it was this urge in me to feel him, to get close to him. For a moment, my brain argued with my heart, and then both of them agreed in letting him do his will. I bit my lip when he smiled on my cheek, he had gotten the approval and he liked it.

He opened his lips and placed them on my cheek, slowly closing them and sucking my skin gently. closing my eyes, I felt his warm breath on me and that was it, that was the best feeling ever. Strangely, even the slightest touch by Mikey would make me angry, make me feel like I was doing something wrong, but with Sanzu, even without confirming anything, even without being in a relationship with him, it all felt good and calming.

He ran his hand from my wrist to my palms, he interlocked his fingers in mine, and I didn't waste a minute in doing the same.