Everything was going fine as Jake and Michael got home. Jake was trying so hard not to panic as he keeps on staring at the blonde. And in this sudden mist of panic he blunted out, "When are we getting married?!"
Catching everyone at the Myers households attention. Especially a surtain Halsey's attention. She was in utter outrage that a man no less would ask such a thing. Storming up to the raven she pushed Jake away from Michael who she had deemed as hers since the day she first saw him.
Halsey May slapped Jake which in turn caused Michael's anger to reachs its peak. Now he was the one that dragged the useless bitch away. Instantly throwing her out of his home before slamming the door in her fucking face. All that was heard was her pathetic crys and sobs to be let back in. But this was the final straw for Michael as he had finally had enough of Halsey.
Everybody where in a slight state of shock but soon cheered as they didn't like her all that much and rushed to the kitchen to celebrate. Michael turned his attention back to jake who patiently yet anxiously waited for his response to that out of a blue question. "When ever you feel like you are ready. We don't need to rush things do we." Was what Michael said smiling.
Jake blushed feeling embarrassed as his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest at any minute now. Nodding quickly he smiled as well giving Michael a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."
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Working Class
FanfictionMichael Myers is one of the richest names that anyone has ever heard of as that said man had owned more than what anyone could imagine. While Jake Park was a working class citizen where he had nothing but the clothes on his back. As they live in 180...
