An Undead Pair.(old)

♡#68-Fighting♡

Michael's POV

I was in the kitchen cooking because my mom and dad left.

I had to take care of the brats for a day or two.

I was cooking chicken until I hear a bang and glass shattering.

I quickly ran upstairs and checked the room Evan and Elizabeth was in.

"What the fuck was that noise?"

"We don't know. We are literal ghosts, we cant exactly physically break anything."

I shook ky head and felt like an idiot.

I then remembered Noah lives with us..

"Fuck!"

I ran into my room and saw Noah standing beside my bed staring at something.

I look to the floor to see my flower vase on the floor broken.

"WHAT THE HELL NOAH?!"

He turns to look at me and he looks pissed.

"What? It's just a stupid vase."

"Yeah, but my floor is soaking wet!! And it's carpet!"

"I don't give a fuck, why do you think I broke it?"

"You may be taller, and stronger than me but I swear Noah I won't hesitate to get violent with you."

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"You're threating me becuase of a vase?"

"Yes."

I pushed him out of the way and went to pick up the glass.

He pushed me on the glass.

"FUCK! OW, WHAT THE HELL?!"

I had some of the shards of glass in my chest.

"GOD DAMMIT NOAH, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"

"You touched me first, bitch."

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU PUSH ME IN GLASS!!"

"Yeah yeah."

"I FUCKING HATE YOU, I HOPE YOU FUCKING DISSAPEAR AND NEVER COME BACK!! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN ASSHOLE!"

I got up off my knees and went to take out the glass.

Some of it got in my knees too.

God dammit.

Noah's POV

Hearing Michael yelling at me and saying that genuinely hurt me.

I should not have done that.