The Locked Achievement ~ Book 2 (In editing)

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Michael Left The Apartment building, Gavin By His Side. Aaron was off To School and the two were going to work.

Gavin Entered in the Passenger Seat And Michael Driving. On The Way There, Michael Had gotten A Notice From Geoff From A New Employe Was Now Working. They Parked In The Lot.

'So Who Do You Think It Is?' Gavin Asked.

'The Real Question Is What Gender It Is' Michael Shugged. They Got Out Of The Car And Walked Inside With Intertwined hands. They Walked Into The Lobby And Into The Office.

'And Also, Michael And Gavin- Speak Of The Devil!' Michael And Gavin Walked In With Confused Faces On. They Saw A Red-Headed Girl With A White Sweater And Blue Jeans. She Smiled At The Two.

'Hi, I'm Lindsey, Lindsey Tuggey!' She Shook Michael's Hand.

'Michael, Michael Jones' He Smiled.

'And This Is My Husband, Gavin Jones' Gavin Smiled. Lindsey's Smile Vanished. 'I Know Who You Are, Well I Better Get On With My Work.

Gavin Looked Saddened. He Shrugged.

'Ah, Michael! I Gave Your Desk To Lindsey Until We Have A New One!' Geoff Exclaimed. He Pointed To Ray's Empty Spot, Next To Lindsey Then To Gavin On The Other Side Of Her.

Michael Sighed. 'Alright Fine, But I Want To Be Moved In A Week" Michael Sat Down At Ray's Old Desk. It Felt Weird Without Him There.

And It Felt Weird With Her Instead.

3 Months Later.

Michael Sat In His Bed, With Gavin Next To Him. They Would Have Little Talks About Things Before Going To Sleep, Not To Make It Awkward To Remember, Times Before.

'I Don't Like Lindsey, At All. She Annoying And Rude To Me. She Seems To Like You Though' Gavin Said.

This Was Everyday Life. Lindsey Would Always Be Rude Towards Gavin And Close To Michael. She Would Get Upset Around When Michael And Gavin Went Out To Lunch, And When They Let Her Go, She'd Always Sit Next To Michael. Gavin Would Always Have A Fight Who'd Sit Next To Whom, Gavin 'Wanting To Sit With His Husband' And Lindsey ' Sitting Next To A Friend Is A Quality To Have'. She'd Whisper Sweet Nothings In Michael's Ears And Try To Invite Him Over.

'I Don't Know What She Wants. Maybe You?' Gavin Said.

Michael Shaked His Head To Empty His Thoughts. He Looked At Gavin, Who His Eyes Were Watery. Michael Grasped His Head With Both Hands And Rubbed Gavin's Cheeks With His Thumbs. Gavin Placed His Hand On Michaels Hand, And Closed His Eyes.

'We'll Be Fine, I Know We Will' They Fell Asleep, Gavin Smiling.

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Michael Headed over Lindsey's House, Liked He Promised That Morning Before Work, He'd Vist. The House Was An Alright house. It Was Blue With A Tint Of Green. He Knocked On The Door. Quickly, The Door Flew Open To Lindsey Smiling Widely.

'Michael! so Glad You Could Come! Come In, Come In!' He Walked In Fast So The Feeling Of Creepiness Would Go Away. Downstairs Was Like A Work Office Type Thing. 'Ah, My Living Room Is Upstairs. Go Ahead And Make Yourself Settled!' She Walked Away. Michael Walked Upstairs. It Was A Little Living Room, Along With Two Couches And a T.v. a Hall Way Lead To A Open Door, Which Looked Like A Bedroom. Michael Sighed. he Sat On One Of The Couches, And Wiped Sweat Of His Forehead.

What If Something Happens?

nothing will.

you sure? your sweating a lot.

'Michael? Michael' Lindsey Was Snapping Her Fingers In His Face.

'Oh Sorry.'

'Wanna Play Video Games?' She Asked.

'Uh, Sure, Sure'

They Played. More Michael Stayed, He Felt More At Home. More Lindsey Saw Him Stay, She Felt Plans Working, More Michael Was Out, More Gavin Grew Worried.

Michael Looked At His Watch. 9:56 Pm.

'Oh Crap, I Gotta Go.' Michael Said, Setting Down The Controller.

'Alright, I'll Walk You Out.' Lindsey Shut Off The T.v

Michael Walked Down The Stairs, And Into The Door Way Of The House, Not Opening The Door Yet.

'Thanks For Inviting Me Over, Had A Fun Tim-' Michael Was Smashed Into The Door, Lips On His Own. A Tounge Slid Inside His Mouth, And Lindsey Moaned. Michael Felt Out Of Shocked, Which Was A Understatement.

Michael Tried Pushing Her Off, But It Seemed As If He Was Powerless. Finally, She Let Go Of Michael, With A Smirk.

Michael Fainted.