Chapter 45: "The Handsome Beast"

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A few weeks later, Spring has already started and we've been doing so well with our daily life.

I haven't been sure about the dates, but Michael does. He's been "sensing" each of everyday, and what holiday is.

So I've lost track of time and have no clue what day or what holiday is. So this happened.

So, it's the morning of April 1st, in our island, and I wake up, BY MYSELF.

Michael isn't there, thinking he probably woke up to prepare breakfast for my own good, or went to go take a shower.

So by my own curiosity, I went outside to go check the kitchen if he's there.

I went in and he's not there.

Hmmm, he's probably down taking a nice shower.

I walked downstairs to go check the waterfall.

I looked in, and, he's not there either.

-Huh? That's odd. Where is he?- I asked myself.

Then, as I walked into the rainforest, I found something that made me feel shocked.

It's the green fruit, and it's half eaten.

-Oh no. Not again!- I just realized he ate the green fruit, and now, he turned himself into a man-beast.

I quickly grabbed the longest stick I could find and sharpened the tip with a sharp stone to create a spear. I don't wanna hurt him, but I'd have to be prepared in case he acts vicious.

I then heard a snap by a small branch.

I panicked for a second. I'm not sure if it's an animal or Michael, but it seems kinda quiet.

A couple of leaves fell on to my head, so I looked up.

There he is!

He's holding himself by the tree branch like a cat.

Michael then swings to a vine, and lands on the ground.

I couldn't move so I held my spear with caution.

Michael stands still in front of me, giving me those beautifully hypnotic eyes.

Michael stands still in front of me, giving me those beautifully hypnotic eyes

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I couldn't handle myself with how damn handsome he is.

He looks dirty because he doesn't know what hygiene is after he ate the fruit.

I acted pretty nervous.

-Hey. Good morning, honey. Hey, uhm, it's gonna be alright. Ok? I don't wanna hurt you, so please, be a good boy...-

Michael doesn't say a word. He just stares at me.

He got close to me, and I kept pointing him with my spear.

Michael stood still because the spear is a little too close to him, so he touches it with his hands, being curious about it.

He seems harmless, so I pointed my spear down to the ground.

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