Blissful Touch || MJ (18+) Short Story *Completed*

Chapter Nine (Short)

As I stood in the kitchen, drinking tea,  Michael and my pops was in the living room watching television. I was cooking dinner but something inside me was fevering for Michael first hand. I have always been with my granddad and it was really relieving that Michael was here. So far he has taken a liking to Michael and it warmed my heart.

I couldn't help but to think about what he said to me during breakfast today.. the fact that he won't live long and the fact that he told Michael to take care of me. It scared the living shit out of me so all day, I have been in a daze. I watched as Michael took his time to speak and he was improving out of nowhere as if my pops was easier to convince to talk. Or as to Michael, he spoke how he did but by the bits and pieces. When he's shy, he barely squeezed out a word but just from knowing him after two weeks he had been opening up more because he's around living people. I don't know much of his family but about the deaths of his two brothers and how his father treated him.

Favorites of the family was the issue but Michael said that his mother was perfect. I couldn't wait to meet her however, Michael rarely visited his family because of his father. He treated him so badly that Michael just spoke but he never spoke on the outside and that was troubling. I didn't want anyone to take advantage of him and I really think that, that was the problem. For some reason, I didn't want him to leave alone. Every time Michael would leave, I would mope and pout just a little because I wanted to see him and for comfort he would always text my phone, to let me know that he was okay. It felt like it wasn't enough for me. 

I was lost in a daze before the timer started to go off, I had made some soul food tonight, baked chicken, collards, mashed potatoes, corn, green beans and some buscuits. Tonight was a good and satisfying night. I grabbed some plates and filled them up with food, then I grabbed three glasses filling them with some grape kool-aid that I made and sat everything on the table. I went into the living room as they were watching westerns and laughing together. Michael had a hot laugh but I deemed to take some of these feelings slow if I could. 

"Hey my handsome fellas, are you ready to dig in?" I asked. My grandfather looks at me, "Yeah Miguel, are you ready to dig in?" He said as Michael laughed nodding his head. "Okay lets go, my sweet daughter can cook her ass off, just wait, I know she has a pie around there somewhere." He said as he stands up. "Pops!" I said as we all laughed in unison. I was enjoying this as we all went into the kitchen to sit down and eat. 

Three Hours Later.. 

Everyone had got full and I went to take pops to bed. He enjoyed so good tonight, I couldn't blame him for having someone like Michael around. I loved how Michael was coming out of his shell. I let him take his bath because he could still do those things and I helped him get dressed for bed. 

"Baby, I love you and I always will." He said as I got him into bed. "I love you too dad." I said as I turned on his westerns for him and I kissed him good night. "Tell Miguel, Ill see him soon." He said as he got comfortable, "I will goodnight." I said. "Goodnight my baby." He said. I closed his door and walked downstairs. I was expecting Michael to be standing by the door but I hear some clinging of dishes and the water running. I walked into the kitchen and Michael was rinsing the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher.

"Oh, Michael, you didn't have to do that, I would have gotten them." I said as I slowly approached him. "I-I w-want to, y-you did a-a lot t-to hel-p me." He said as he blushed red in which I cared to love that about him. "You are very sweet." I said as I smiled. After he finished, he walked up to me and stands there for a moment. 

"Michael what's wrong?" I asked as I walked closer to him, "I-I f-feel s-safe h-here." He said as he smiled openly this time. "I am glad that you do and my pops, he loves when you here as well. You guys are a good pair." I said but I sadly looked down. He takes his hand and raises my chin up to meet his eyes, he moves his head closer to mine and he kissed me passionately. We pulled back and I looked at him stunned at the kiss. He didn't kiss me hard, but the heat arose inside  of me and I almost caved wanting more but I stopped myself. 

"I like you." This was the first sentence he said without stuttering and again I was shocked. "Michael! You just said a sentence without stuttering. And I like you too." I said and he giggled. 

"I did!" He said as he raised his hands up excitedly.

After about another hour, Michael decided that he wanted to stay, he wanted to take me to the cool jazz spot he sings at and I kindly accepted. This will be my first date in years but an ounce of my was just paranoid about my father's actions. 

The Next Morning
Michael

I awake from the extra bedroom to a loud scream. I jumped out the bed as I hear Angel screaming to he top of her lungs. As I entered her father's bedroom she was trying o resisitate him. "Please wake up! Breathe! Help me please!" I grabbed the phone and called 9-1-1. I told them the address, asking for immediate help. 

"Is he breathing?" The operator said. "No, my friend is trying to do CPR but he's not responding. He's 89 years old." I said as I put the phone on speaker but Angel could barely speak. Soon after, the paramedics arrived and they tried to do the same but he was gone. I hugged Angel turning her head so that she couldn't see him covered in a white sheet. She cried for a long time and once we made it to the hospital, the doctor said that he died in his sleep from natural causes. 

"Can I see him one more time before you take him downstairs?" she asked as the doctor nodded, "Take all the time you need Angel." he said. She looked at me and the hurt in her eyes, hurt me as I broke down myself. Her pops was a really good man and we had a bond as if he was my own father. 

"I'm so-sorry angel." I spoke with tears in my eyes and she took me by the hand, "He's as much family to me as he is yours." She said as I go up with her and I walked with her down the hall to see him one more time. We went to the hospital room he was in and she broke down. She held onto his hand and talked about the good memories. It was every emotional and I didn't know that people could do these things after someone's death.

After sometime, maybe a week later, I ended up quitting my job at the grocery store becuase I wanted to go to school and get counseling for my tramatizing past. My boss had put in a good word for me and I was starting school soon. Along with Angel, she supported me a hundred percent, her pop's funeral was one week away and I took on the challenge of comforting her, she ment a lot to me and I did for her. She's all I got for now and I will make her happy just like her father told me the same night before he died. 

End of Chapter Nine..
Sorry for the short chapter..
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