His Possession

Chapter Eight

(I made this chapter when I was physically depressed bc my bf wasn't texting me, we text all day every day so I ain't used to this shi 💔💔💔💔 he's w his mum tho who's got cancer so like I ain't gonna obv blame him but like 💔💔💔💔💔)
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Michael's pov:
"Wh-y did yo-u do t-hat?" I could hardly speak properly but I was slowly making progress.
"Elizabeth and your mother said they would fire me if I didn't." He immediately replies
From his immediate response, there was no way he'd like could he? And that was such a say mom and Elizabeth did.
"T-hey don't con-trol you." I cough
"I realized that." He holds me closer sharing is warmth with me.
"My bod-yguard..?" I ask
"Your bodyguard, yours only." He smiles tucking my fucked up bangs behind my ears

I wanted to go to the mall, something Noah hated because I always took forever. I was trying on new clothes when I got stuck in a shirt. Oh shit.
Shit shit shit
I struggled for a good ten minutes and the stupid shirt wasn't budging, I got a size too small.
"Would you hurry up, your taking forever." He sighs
"Can you call a worker-" I mumbled
"Why?"
"Just-" I bit my lip
A few moments of silence.
"Oh, your stuck." He laughs
"Shut up and do your job!" I hiss
"Let me help." He says
"No!"
"Why not?" He asks like a lost child when their mum says no to buying toys
"Because I'm half naked." I hissed
"And? I legit showered you Michael."
"And that'll be the last time you see me naked."
"Come on the last worker that looks less dumb left for lunch, the rest are all clogged up on the register."
Fuck me why do this have to happen to me right now.

Reluctantly I had to let him in.

Slowly he tugged the bottom part of the shirt, his cold hands touching my bare skin sending shivers down my spine. I stayed still, my hands up in the air, the shirt barely budged. Oh fuck me.
"Guess your stuck as a human with a shirt half on them." He teased
"Shut up!" I yelled
"Might have to cut it, your an idiot." He says fiddling with the buttons
"Rather wear this than your stupid bullet vest." I rolled my eyes
Noah had gave me a bullet proof vest, saying I was too dumb and at least I wouldn't die that easily if I had it on. I refused, obviously.
"Be quiet." He hissed and fully unbuttoned the buttons.
Okay were making some progress.

My fully entire body aches, how long have I been standing? Finally Noah fucking moved the shirt off an threw it, I stumbled and fell onto him. He held me for a few seconds then made me stand up again moving away himself.
"Come here."
"No."
"Stop being so difficult." He groaned
I folded my arms and went to him.
"Arms up, don't make me force you."
I did as he says and I didn't even fucking realize the retard had made me wear the bullet proof vest.
"No!"
"Your too weak to even get it off, quit complaining." He makes me wear my t shirt and leaves
Oh god I hate him.