seven souls (the black phone characters x reader)

chapter one hundred and eight

After Michael got out of the shower, I found myself resting in his arms while Jaws was playing on the tv. I hated every bit of this as Michael ran his finger through my hair resting his hand over my waist. My eyes wander around the room searching for anything as Michael let out a yawn pulling his arm closer around me. I let my eyes wander over to Samson who was staring at Michael with a slight growl and started barking as Michael let out a groan shoving me down a bit to get over. Samson kept barking, grabbing his food bowl and nudging it to Michael as he just looked at him before walking into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes pushing myself up, keeping my bad foot off the floor hoping my way over into the kitchen searching for the big bag of dog food while Samson nudged his bowl to me. I found it under the kitchen sink as I pulled the bag over to me, tipping it over on its side, filling his bowl up as he looked up wagging his tail at me. Michael came out as he walked into the kitchen.

"(y/n) you're not supposed to be walking" he said, reaching down and taking Samson bowl, setting it on the counter.

"What are you doing?" I asked taking the bowl back as he looked at me with a silent order to put it back as I glared at him.

"(y/n) he already ate"

"When did you last feed him?"

"A day ago, now put it back"

"Michael, you need to feed them everyday"

"He's fine" Michael said, snatching the bowl out of my hand, setting it down. I took the bowl once again, setting it down before he could snatch it out my hand as Michael crouched down reaching for the bowl as Samson snapped his head growling at Michael. Michael glared at the dog as he got up holding his hand out to take mine as I looked at him before hopping on my one good foot out the kitchen back to the living room falling on the couch. Michael came out tilting his head at me as I felt like flipping him off but just stared at him as he took a seat next to me once again watching the movie. 

when the movie was over, I had wanted to take a shower as Michael got up to go start a bath instead for me while I whistle out catching Samson attention as he came running over to me. it surprised me the once scary dog I meet once trying to harm me was now listening to me as I wonder why. 

"Your bath ready!" Michael shouted as I got up hoping once again over to the bathroom watching Michael set up a couple of towels down before walking out the bathroom to give me a bit of privacy as I strip myself down sitting in the tub holding my bad arm up slightly worried to get water on it as I laid my head back against the wall staring up at the ceiling as I felt my mind wandering away from reality to dream as I rolled over to my side resting my wound arm over the edge of the tub resting my head on the cold marble as I closed my eyes. my nap was interrupted when I felt something nudge my hand as I opened my eyes looking out to see Samson was there as he nudged my hand again. I gave him a warm smile running my hand over his head as Samson wag his tail before his ear twitch as he quickly walked out. Michael came in as his eyes looked over me, I covered myself up quickly staring up at him. he reached over draining the tub for me as he grabbed the towel holding it up. 

"Michael, can you give me the towel please" I asked still covering up my body not moving an inch as he looked down at me.

"No, I'm going to put it over you"

"Give me the towel" I said again as I tried to take it from him as he steps back. 

"I need to make sure you don't have any bruise or other injuries" 

"that's not going to fucking happen" I said getting up quickly grabbing the towel ripping it out of his grasp wrapping it around me.

"(y/n) I wasn't going to do anything"

"First off I don't trust you and two you can look down at my legs and arm but nothing else" I said holding my arms out as he sighed but took my hands in his looking them over then looked over at my arms and down my legs finding a couple bruise but nothing much as he took a bottle of something handing it to me as I took it putting it over my bruise before walking out to Michael/ the Grabber room as I picked up a new pair of clothes before joining Michael on the couch as we spent the rest of our day just watching tv then order some more pizza as I sat there staring at the pizza worried Michael had drug it again. Michael kept trying to get me to take just one small bite as I got up out of my chair hoping over to the bedroom taking a seat on the edge of the bed taking my ankle brace off throwing it over to the nightstand next to me as I pushed myself back lying back as I pulled the blanket around me closing my eyes hoping to just get some sleep. Michael came in a minute later.

"Come on Samson!" he shouted as I pulled the blanket over my head trying to shut him out. the dog came running in jumping up on the bed as Michael snapped his finger order him down, but Samson didn't listen as he snuggled up next to my leg. Michael let out a sigh as he got in bed taking some of the blanket away from me. I kept quiet until he tried to put an arm around me as I pulled myself away from his touch. Michael pulled his hand back over to his side as I laid back in my spot rolling over to the other side facing away from Michael as I closed my eyes sending me down into dream world.