(Date: August 5th, 2003)
>Micheal's POV<
It's around three in the morning, and I cannot sleep.
What's wrong? Missing someone?
Oh don't tease him. He might cry!
I put the pillow over my head, annoyed. I know they aren't my siblings. So why do my demons even insist on taking their voices..
Too bad. You're slowly dying painfully in your rotting corpse of a body. At least we got to die instantaneously.
Uncle Henry is never going to want to stay in a house with a murderer like you forever. He might just try to off himself again! Like he did when father became a murderer.
That would be such a pity, wouldn't it, my dear sister?
Yes, a pity it would be. Maybe just off yourself now, Micheal. It would be better for everyone.
Shut up shut up shut up...!!! I gripped the pillow, and closed my eyes shut, trying to keep the tears away.
OoOoO someone's angry!! Haha, I'm soooo scared!! Oops, don't kill me again, Mr. 'Benedict'.
It's easy to kill a body and soul like yours, big brother. There are so many ways to break the human body, and quite frankly you're the only one stuck here that is attached to one. Fire, cold, heat, water, knives, gun, crushing. Even simply using one's hands or feet, would do the trick. Or nothing at all. Just bullying and pushing them so far that they jump off the edge themselves.
"GO AWAY!!!!" I shouted. It suddenly got quiet. My door bangs open. "Micheal, are you alright-.?!" It's Uncle Henry. I hesitantly lift my pillow, and look at him. His glasses are lopsided on his face, one side angled downward resulting in the other side angled up.
His hair is all a mess, and his feathers are ruffled. I put the pillow back over my head, and start shaking. "They won't shut up Uncle Henry..! They won't quiet down..." I can hear a faint sigh, but then he walks over to the bed, and sits down on the edge. "Come over here, Mike-."
"Papa-... You need to sleep..." Uncle Henry laughs a bit. I glance out at him from under the pillow. "Papa-?" I realized. "Oh no-. I'm sorry, Uncle Henry-..." Uncle Henry gently takes the pillow from over my head. "It's quite alright, hon. You can call me that if you want." He smiled softly.
I hesitate. "Papa-.. Like I said, you need sleep, and you don't need to take care of me.." "Micheal, you're dealing with something right now, and I can tell it's bothering you.. Who is it that won't quiet down in your head...?" I glance at the ground. "My siblings..." "And what are they saying.?" I can't tell him about my body.. He can't know that...
"They're just-. Being annoying..." Papa continues to look at me, but now with a facial expression conveying he knows that I'm not giving him the full truth. He's always been able to practically read people like a book, especially my father. Well, whether he knows or not, he didn't push any further with me.
"I'll grab you some water, and maybe some medicine, okay-?" He warmly smiles. "Alright then.." He nods and gets up to leave. "And, Papa-" I sit up a bit. He turns back and looks at me. "Yes?" "Thank you-."
Chapter XVIII: Conpleted
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FanficThis is background on Michael and Ennard's growing relationship- "Fate Is No Friend" Has parts that contribute to this book as well. If you don't want to read all the chapters, since it is mainly a Willry book, please let me know, and I will give yo...
