Apocalypse Love

Darkest Part

I sit at the table in Ms.Meads house doing my homework, Meads helping me with it as Michael looks bored to death. "Why don't your parents help you with this?" Michael asked me. "Because, my parents don't pay attention to me like Meads does you..." I say a little harsh. I stopped, closing my eyes before turning to him. "I meant it as you're lucky to have Meads" I stated. "I have you too, right?" Michael asked me. "Next problem..." Meads tapped on the table in front of me, getting my attention. "Michael go watch TV, you're distracting the poor girl" Meads stated, causing me to blush. "I think you made her blush" Michael teased as he stood from the table. I shot up and was about to go after him when Meads caught my attention. "Ah! Back to your homework" she stated. "Ignore the boy" she added. I sit back down with a huff "There's only two more and you're finished" she tells me. She helped me work on the last two and when we're finished I put my stuff back onto my book bag. "Now may I be excused?" I asked Meads. "Yes, you can" she nodded. I was up and out of my chair, running up the stairs where I heard Michael disappear to moments before he got bored with TV. I walk down the hall, searching for his room. I then realized I never actually been in his room. I go to the bedroom at the end of the hall and push open the door to see Michael laying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. I lean against the door frame "You know, I've never been in your room" I stated, causing him to turn his attention to me. "You haven't, have you?" He tilted his head to the side. "Well, it certainly helps when I'm invited" I hinted. He sits up in his bed, smiling at me "Would you like to come into my room?" He offered. "No..." I shake my head, teasing him. He lowered his head in disappointment but it disappeared when I step inside. "Only kidding..." I say to him. "You're evil sometimes" he gasped. I sit next to him on the bed. "Only sometimes" I agreed. "More than you like to admit" he tells me. I arch my brow "How would you know?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders "Just something I can sense, like a radar" he explained. "So, if I'm thinking something evil right now? You'll know?" I asked him. "Most likely" he nodded. "Okay....What am I thinking?" I asked, thinking about what I had been feeling towards him lately. He stared into my eyes and I stare into his. "You are thinking about murdering those bullies at your school" he smirked. I roll my eyes "No, wrong." "Maybe it needs work" he chuckled. "Maybe" I agreed with him. He leaned back onto his bed, tucking his hands behind his head. "So, you really dream about my father?" He asked. I lay next to him "No..." I lie. "You're lying..." He whispered. "It's...I don't" I shake my head. "I don't know if it's your father or something else" I shrug my shoulders. He looked at me "Who do you think it is?" He asked. "Something from my past...something I want to leave there" I confessed to him, wrapping my arm around him as I turn to my side and laying my head in his chest. "Princess?" Michael spoke. "Hmm?" I asked him. "If we met, just normal people who like walking down the street would you still talk to me?" He asked me. "Even if we were completely normal I would still treat you how you need to be treated Mikey" I stated. "Yeah? How's that?" He asked me. "Like a King" I smiled to him. "I like that."
That night after I get out of the shower I cover myself with my towel and enter my bedroom. My heart stopped when I see the blonde hair belonging to Michael standing in my room, causing me to shut my door. "Michael? What are you doing here?" I asked him. He spun on his heels, eyes widening as he turned to me. "How did you get in?" I then asked. "You're window...it was open" he pointed to the cracked window and I huff out. "You're lucky my parents didn't see you" I say, walking over to him. His eyes followed me across the room. "I waited until they went to work again" he says. "Alright, what are you doing here?" I asked him. "I lied to you earlier" he says. "About what?" I asked. "I felt your darkest part of yourself" he slowly walked over to me. "Y-yeah?" I stuttered out. He placed his hand softly on my cheek, leaning down and placing his lips onto mine. Electricity entered my body, surging over my skin as I began to kiss him back. I felt alive, on fire but not in a painful way. The magnetic pull brought us even closer to one another. He slightly pulled from my lips and I don't dare open my eyes. "Your darkest part...is having feelings for me" he whispered. I couldn't help but giggle. "You know..." I stated. "You're not the only one feeling this Princess, we're connected somehow" he smiled. "Well...connected or not if my parents find you in here when they get home, you're dead..." I nodded to the window. "Fine, but instead of dreaming about my father. Dream of me?" He suggested, teasing me. "Okay, out" I ordered him, pushing him towards the window. When he leaves I couldn't help but feel the linger of his lips. Hoping, that wouldn't be the last time he'd kiss me. Hoping we didn't just ruin this friendship. Was I able to be with the Antichrist? The son of the devil? Who would it cost me? What would it cost me to be by his side?