I hate you Afton.

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When some of the cops stopped the people filming, they noticed that Mr. Afton is nowhere to be seen. I got angry and decided to look for him. But just in time I got up, A hand pulled me back and hugged me. It was Michael.

"P-please don't go n-near him.. you'll be badly h-hurt.." I heard Michael's soft voice.

So I decided to take my revenge another time.

A few weeks later, My arm felt a bit better. My father is still recovering at the hospital. I went downstairs and made breakfast for Michael.

When I was getting plates, I felt something, or someone, hug my waist. It's Michael. He has a cute expression on his face and started talking with his morning voice. It's calming.

"Good morning stud muffin" I greeted him cheerfully.

"Good morning to you too kitten!" He responded with a cute smile. My face was blushing red and I can't control it.. "WHAT WILL I DO?!..MY FACE IS RED!..MICHAEL MY SWEET BABY DON'T CALL ME KITTEN!..WHY AM I BLUSHING SO HARD!..HELP" My mind had started the World War 3.

I hugged him and went to the table. I made Sausages and fried rice with coffee. Michael enjoyed his food and it made me happy. When we were done, I noticed Michael looking a bit sad.

Y/N: What's wrong?

Michael: Well.. I had a bit of flashbacks. That's all.

Y/N: What kind? If I may ask?

Michael: Well when I was still with my father back at home, I always wake up in the morning feeling uncomfortable and sad. I always see my father beside me without a shirt. Of course, I always see my body naked. I only had a shirt on. I never had any great mornings. Then you made this morning happy for me, It's the first time I actually slept peacefully and I get to eat breakfast!

I paused for a moment. I had the urge to find William again for revenge.

A few hours later, Michael fell asleep at the couch while watching movies. I think this is the best time I can leave and find that bastard. I packed up all my things and went on a journey to find Afton. When I was about to open the door, someone tugged my pants and I saw Michael on the floor.

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