It took my eyes a minute to register any facial features on the man's face but when I did, I was caught a bit off guard by the look he gave me. He didn't look upset or mad that I was digging through his things. Instead He gave me a warn smile- yes a smile! But when caught Me off guard the most was his voice and the way it sounded.
"Ah, you're awake. Welcome back to earth sleepy head" you would expect a deep voice from a very tall and well built man but no. It was soft and very welcoming, he even had a slight British accent which I found very attractive for a man like him- ugh there you go again Evan! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!.
"Not much of a talker I see. Well I'm Michael, Michael Wood. I work for the local newspaper company so if my name sounds familiar then that's where you've heard it" it's like he read my mind, I was just wondering why that sounded familiar, he must get that alot- or he can read minds- God you're being delusional Evan, no one can read minds. I rolled my eyes at the thought. Unless-
"Breakfast should be ready soon" I jumped a bit at the tone of his voice but quickly brushed off.
"W-Where am I?" God damn it, my stupid stutter always makes sound so weak! I'm not weak!
He turned to walk out the door not giving second glance to me.
To be honest I surprised myself when I walked after him and grabbing his wrist. I saw the surprised on his face when we made eye contact but that only took a couple of seconds to disappear into another one of his welcoming smiles.
"Your in my home, I found you laying limp outside my house when I went to figure out what the loud boom was. still have yet to know what the boom was but all signal was cut when it happened." I slowly let go of his wrist and nodded.
"T-Thank u sir."
"Please just call me Michael" he smiled and walked down the stairs to what I assume is the kitchen.
I made my way back into the room and looked for a light switch to make it easier to find my phone.
Once I found the switch I went to the dresser with the picture on it instead of looking for my phone and what I saw made my heart drop and my blood run cold.. it was Michael and another boy standing together in the picture with an older woman and another girl just a bit younger then the other boy... but what scared me most was that, the other boy was Chris.... my ex Chris...
before I had time to react a voice echoed through out the house.
"MICHAEL WOOD WHERE IS MY FAVORITE FOOTBALL-"
Chris... my mouth went dry and my body shook the moment he stepped into the room. I swore my life was flashing before my eyes and the only that came out of my mouth was a broken sob.
"Evan..." was voice was softer than a whispers but my name coming out his mouth felt like a dagger stabbing me 10 times.
I stumbled back over something and landed on the cold hardwood boards of the room and before I knew it Michael came flying up the Stairs and pushing Chris out of the way.
"Evan, are u okay?!" He rushed to my side and sounded genuinely concerned about me. God did I feel like an ass for making a kind man like him worry about someone like me but I couldn't say anything. I just let out another painful sob.
Maybe I am just that weak... maybe he was right... I am pathetic like my mom...
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Sorry for short chapters I'm just trying to get more published more soon and if u catch any mistakes please let me know anyways, thanks for reading the second part. Catch ya later nerds
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