Who's Bad

Sealed Love

I waited for the sudden outburst from Michael.. It never came.. No one said a word. I let out a soft sigh and looked down at my shoes. We drove for a couple of miles and then pulled over. I glanced up and we had stopped at a store surrounded nothing by trees. I guess they really do have places in the middle of nowhere. Michael and Mason got out and started talking. I drew my knees in close to my chest. I really messed up this time and I had absolutely no idea how to fix it. Mason headed for the store, while Michael strolled over to my door and opened it.

"Get out."

I hated when his voice got like this. It was soft with a hint of anger. It was really hard to tell whether he was mad or not. I slowly got out and leaned against the car. Seeming as if he wasn't going to say anything, I decided to say something.

"Are you mad?"
"I'm not mad.. I'm fucking pissed!! Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"I wasn't thinking at the time." I said almost inaudible.
"Of course you weren't thinking! You was to busy chewing my ass out to think straight!"

His voice was no longer soft. It was full of rage, anger, and something else I couldn't identify. That's when Mason came out with a bag. I glanced between him and Michael.. Oh hell naw!! I was about to take off running until Michael grabbed my arm and pulled me into his chest.

"Hush beautiful.. We're just going to cut open the place where the tracking device is and take it out. It will all be over in a matter of minutes."

I tried my best to pull away from him, but his grip tightened around me. I continued to struggle. There was no way they was going to cut open my arm! Once Mason had everything set up, Michael gently pushed me in Mason's direction.

"You have to cooperate okay.. For all we know, those guys could be tracking you right now and heading this way.. So where is it?"

I glanced up and met Mason's gaze. I didn't want to go through with this, but he was right. I sighed and extended my right arm.

"It's in my arm, but I don't know the exact location."
"That's okay... I'll find it."

After what seemed like years, he finally found it. He grabbed the medium size kitchen knife and positioned it directly above the tracking device.. I closed my eyes as I felt the tip of the knife cut through my delicate skin. Wet, warm, sticky blood poured from the cut. Michael gently laced his hand with mine and I immediately squeezed it. He yelped and pulled away.

"Okay I'm done."

I opened my eyes and white bandages were wrapped around my wound. I let out a sigh and wrapped my arms around Mason's neck.

"Oh I see how it is. He gets a hug but when I try to hold your hand, you get mad."
"Suck it up and take it like a man."

Michael rolled his eyes and Mason snickered. I pulled away from Mason and walked over to Michael. I giggle and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
"Payback??"
"Remember the girl at the mall??"
"You're still mad about that?? I thought you said I could look as long as I don't touch?"
"You were staring a little too hard."
"Not my fault she had tits the size of Jupiter."

Mason almost fell out laughing. I playfully rolled my eyes and got back in the car. Once everything was put away, Michael and Mason got back in.

"So where are we going now?" I asked with a yawn.
"For tonight we're going to find a hotel and first thing in the morning we're going to my house.. Now just get some sleep." Mason said softly.

Well this should be interesting.. I laid down and got some well deserved sleep.

*Mason's P. O.V.*
I pushed open the door to our suite and walked in. Michael soon followed, careful not to hit Heaven's head. He laid her down on one of the beds, while I occupied the soft carpet floor.

"Mike, you have to tell her.."
"We both know I can't do that."
"She's going to get hurt."
"And how do you know that?"
"She was chased by the F.B.I. and shot at.. It's not that hard."
"How can I possibly tell her what I am!" He whispered-yelled.
"You have to. She's already in to deep.. If she continues to go on like this and doesn't know a thing, she is going to die."
"Did you tell her the real story about what happened to her parents?"

I turned all of my attention to him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the flat screen t.v. that hung from the wall. How could I possibly tell her that? She would hate me for the rest of her life. It's not like I meant for that to happen...

"Well did you?"
"No."
"You tell her that, then I'll tell her what we are."
"Fair enough."
"Well I've had enough of..I'll be down at the pool if you need me."
"Uh huh."

Michael stood up and disappeared out of the door. I sighed and pushed myself up and off the floor. I slowly walked over to her. I sat down and looked at her. She was so beautiful when she was sleeping. My mind started racing again. Memories of me and her running around laughing, pushing each other in the pool, pulling pranks, and eating ice cream flashed before my eyes.. I'm not going to deny it. I love her with all of my heart.. Always have and always will, but she has Michael.. I felt a stab of pain at my heart. How was I suppose to tell her that I'm not really who I say I am?? That I killed her parents?? That I'm not the good guy?? That I loved her no matter what?? I couldn't... I let out a shaky sigh and did the only thing I could do. I gently placed my lips on hers.. It felt good to feel her respond to the kiss, even if she was asleep.