"Bastard!"

The park

TW: SEXUAL ASSUALT AND HARRASMENT 

As you returned downstairs, you got the kids their food and waited for them to eat. "Guys, get dressed, we're going to the park!" you exclaimed. They yelled in joy and hurriedly finished their food. After changing into an older shirt and a nice skirt. You called out one last time. "Michael! We're leaving!" You waited for a response. "Hold up, I'm coming!" he yelled back while rushing down the stairs. 

As you all piled into the car, Michael insisted on driving. After a few minutes, the car pulled into a parking spot and halted. You got out of the car and began to unbuckle Elizabeth. She was still in a car seat, so you had to bend over to get her out. "Michael, could you get Evan out for me?" you asked, still trying get Elizabeth out. "Whatever." he replied. He quickly unbuckled the small boy, setting him down and holding has hand as they crossed the street. 

As you picked up Liz and brought her over to her brother, you noticed a man, he was eying you. You sat on a bench next to Michael and watched the man. He tried to get a peek under your skirt by shifting his body. He saw you staring at him and winked. You shifted closer to Michael; it made you feel safer. "What? Why are you being so weird?" He asked. "That guy over there is being a creep. He keeps trying to get a peek up my skirt and won't stop eying me." Michael rolled his eyes. 

"Sorry for this," he started. "Sorry for wha-" you were interrupted by him kissing you. It was a short but sincere kiss, he pulled away, red. You kissed him back. "It's ok." you replied. The man looking at you began to bite his lip. Did you and Michael kissing turn him on? What the fuck. Michael lifted you and sat you on his lap. "He needs to know who's you are." Michael stated, under his breath. 

You didn't want him to be embarrassed so you acted like you didn't hear. This made your heart flutter and your knees weak. "Michael, I'm gonna go get the kids and I some ice-cream, want some?" you asked. "No, I'm fine." he answered, surprisingly sweetly. "Ok. I'll be right back." You said, getting up. 

As you walked over to an ice-cream stand, you felt a hot breath on your ear and two hands on your waist. "Hello there dear." he said, his voice was harsh and rough. "W-what?" you asked. You turned around and it was the man from earlier. He asked the man what he wanted, and his answer chilled you to the bone. "I want you; I can be better than him." He claimed. "No, you can't." you said in response. As you walked away, Michael appeared behind you. "What the hell is happening? Is there a problem?" He asked. 

The creepy man nodded. "Yea! The problem is, I can treat her better than you can, but she won't give me a chance!" he yelled. "Maybe it's because you don't look nearly as good as me, you look like your about 9 years older than her, she's 16. And lastly, you can't treat her better than me. I can do everything and more. " He smirked while saying the last bit. Your face got red.

The man walked away, angry. Michael smiled and looked down at you. "Michael..." he was looking at you, but he wasn't waiting for you to speak, more like studying you. "Yea?" he asked, there was a hint of concern in his voice. "That was..." you could barely bring yourself to speak. "That was my first kiss..." your eyes began to water, and stinging tears slipped down your cheeks.  

He looked around frantically, "I'm so sorry. I didn't know I-" he stopped, sitting down and putting his head in his hands. "Fuck..." you stopped crying. "Let's go home." you said, trying to cover the sadness you felt within. 

As you, Michael, and the kids loaded into the car, Michael hugged you. "I'm sorry." he said, you didn't speak as he drove you all home. You got out and unbuckled the kids, bringing them inside. You brought them upstairs and put them in their room. "You kids play in here for a little. I've got something to do. Alright?" you asked, they both nodded. You left the room and closed the door, knocking on Michael's. 

 He opened it and invited you in. You sat on his bed and waited for him to say something. "This is going to be awkward, and I don't really do awkward so..." he said, sliding on his headset and turning on his console. You rolled your eyes and got comfy on his bed; you only came here because you didn't want to be lonely. 

As he loaded into a game, he smiled sadistically. He began to shoot people, pumping his fists in the air when he did. He got shot and nearly died. "Oh, fuck you! Sit on my dick!" he called out in anger. "Well, I have to find it first." you responded, snickering. He looked back, red. "Just ask your mom, she found it pretty quickly." he replied, turning back to his game.

"Yeah, why do you think she has glasses?" you asked, smiling aggressively. He smirked. "Oh yea?" he got closer to you, taking off his headset and putting down his controller. "Yea." you replied, adverting your gaze. He got closer to you; you could feel his breath on your ear. He left a small kiss on your cheek. "Stop..." you said, nervously.

"Are you okay?" he asked, genuinely worried. "I thought you hated me, don't you?" His gaze softened. "No, I don't. I have loved you since I met you. I just put up that bad boy persona because I thought it'd make you like me more." he looked down. "I'm sorry..." your heart melted. "I forgive you; I love you too." you said, placing a light kiss on his cheek. 

He laid down next to you.