Stay With Me

Chapter 2

Michaels POV
As I arrived to work, my best friend walked up to me. Caleb, " Mikey!" I heard him yell, he was running up to me. Clearly out of breath. He put his his hands on his knees trying to catch is breath. Me and Caleb worked in different departments. He works with little kids with disabilities, or that are very violent etc. I mean can you see why? He's really energetic. I laughed, "Take your Time." I laughed. He rolled his eyes. "I heard the news," he said. New? Oh. That news. "Yeah. Noah." I said chuckling nervously. "Are you doing research about him?" Caleb asked. I sighed and nodded. " Like always" he laughed. "Oh, yeah, he's gonna be here in like . .  20 minutes, if your lucky." He said glazing up from his watch. "Oh, then, I would love to stay and chat but I'm gonna-" "Yeah" he chuckled, I smiled walking. "Wait! Mike. "I turned around "yes?" I asked, "heh. .would you like to get coffee, later maybe." I smiled, "sure," I smiled and continued walking. I don't like Caleb like that or anything but I'm being nice. When I got to the research room. I sat down at the table. Looking at the computer, it turned out Noah always said it was someone named 'Vanny'? "Vanny?" I mumbled, took 'control' of him. His mother and father abused  and neglected him as a young child. But then again, why his sister. "MICHAEL!" I heard a yell, I got up and walked out. "yes sir?" I said walking up to my boss. "He's here." I nodded, damn, I'm kinda scared. I mean a crazy killer. With mental problems, as I was entering the room he was in, I slowed down. I took a deep breath before entering. When I got in there I looked at the young male. He didn't look bad, I mean his arms were tied, and he was wearing white T-shirt and baggy white pants. "Hello, Mr. Miller." I said sitting 5 feet infront of him. He looked up and smiled, he looked to be 6 foot, mixed male, red hair and blue eyes. "Hey," he smiled "Afton. ." I heard him whisper to himself. "They told you?" I asked. His smile grew "No, I don't think they did, darling." I smiled, I mean most of my patients that were crazy, and called me darling, but, this felt weird. I also felt something else in the room. "Noah, why don't you tell me about yourself?" I said grabbing my note pad. "Like?" He asked, I smiled. "Anything, your height or-" " Sorry love, but I'm insane freak, not 4. ." He said. "Insane? Noah who said that?" I asked, "Vanny?" I asked. His eyes grew wide. "DON'T FUCKING SPEAK OF HER!" I swear his eyes turned a darker blue. " My apologies, doc, got a little rough there. But, we don't speak of her." He said, MOOD SWINGS, I wrote down on my note book. "Sorry, Noah. Tell me a little of yourself, will ya?" I said smiling. "25, 6'8, and. ." He cut off himself "An-And?" I stuttered, "Doc. Do you know what it feels like being lonely? Could you ever love someone like me? I looked him in the eyes and walked over to him. "I could, it's the way of love." I said. Walking back to my seat "Who's your mate?" He said. I turned around. "No one," he smiled.