Addicted
Rachel has been in the toughest and worst life to struggle with. But as a girl, she was still alive to continue and not give up to do better.
Philadelphia was the city she lived in since a year. Rumors and dangers happen around. Especially...
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AFTER THAT INCIDENT, RACHEL BOUGHT MICHAEL TO HIS APARTMENT AND HELPED HIM LAYING ON THE BED.
She considered the bed since the couch wasn't better to help him injure his rib. He had taken off his shirt which Rachel blushed at and tried to distract herself by trying to look around for first aid.
"You got first aid to injure that bruise?" Rachel asked as she walked towards the kitchen and looked around as she spotted a ice pack. She grabbed it and wrapped it with a cloth as she walked back to the bedroom and slowly sat next to his resting body.
She looked at him as if she was trying to see if she had permission to touch him so she slowly lowered the ice pack on his bruised up rib as he winced. "I'm sorry."
Michael grew angered as he still was but more noticeable. "I will beat him up. I will beat him up, Rachel." Rachel sighed as she slowly kept pressing the ice on his bruised rib. "I will snatch his head and make him look headless on the street in front of everyone. And if I'll die because of him? I'll haunt his ass."
Rachel slightly smiled at that as she tried to still hold it back. "I get it."
He scoffed and turned silent while Rachel was too focused on healing him. She was so focused that she hadn't realized that his eyes were on her the whole time.
"Why yo ass takin' care of me?" Michael questioned. "No one wanna do that."
Rachel inhaled at that as she moved the ice away, looking down at it. "I want to."
"Why."
" 'Cause I see you differently." Rachel looked up to him and he was just left staring at her. "Not like everyone else does."
Michael at that moment, was beginning to feel even closer to her as he realized that she was not distancing herself from him like everyone else did.
He thought to himself that she really was different then the others. She was special in front of his eyes.
Rachel looked down again, not realizing that Michael was slowly inching closer towards her. As he had moved a strand of hair away from her face, she dragged her eyes up to his, her heart racing as she noticed how close he was getting to her.
Their forehead's touched as Michael was tilting his head to go for those lips. Rachel never had been kissed nor in a serous relationship. She had wished to get a future but Michael was doing the move at the moment.
Rachel closed her eyes as she felt his breath on her lips until she felt his lips touching hers. They were both hesitating but then Michael leaned in and latched his lips on hers.
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Door slammed. "Where were you!?"
Rachel rolled her eyes when the door of her bedroom opened just to see Honey with a serious & frightened look on her face.
"Can you chill out?" Rachel said, clearly calm.
Honey didn't have that as she scoffed. "Chill out? I was sick worried! You've been gone since midday now it's about to get dark!"
Rachel groaned and sat up, turning to her. "Can you stop nodding me around Honey!? Seriously, I'm not five! I texted you so you shouldn't worry. Oh my God."
"What's that attitude? Have you been drinking?" Honey questioned, clearly confused by the behavior Rachel had gotten.
A groan left her lips. "No."
Honey shook her head. "Yeah right. Like I believe you." Rachel dropped her head to her with a blank look. "You're clearly not acting the way you usually do!? What am I supposed to think of that?"
"That it's the doppelgänger you're talking to." Rachel smiled lazily and rolled her eyes at that answer.
"Right. I forgot about you and your sarcasm. Just like the moods you get, but that mood was something else." Rachel nodded, clearly not caring. Honey sighed and placed a hand on her hip. "Fine. Do whatever you want."
Rachel rolled her eyes at that. "Thank you." She got out of bed and walked past her to get to the door.
"Rachel." Honey got her attention that turned her head by her shoulder to face her. "What we're you doing this whole day?"
Silence filled in between as the two were left staring at each other. Rachel held a look more of thoughts as she tried to think through.
"Nothing special."
She opened the door and walked out of the room, thinking of that question Honey made. Honey could never know immediately. As long as it was a secret.
