Bobby X Micheal

CHAPTER 3

                                 just leave...

Micheal POV:

I got out of school after being screamed at by Mr. parker and being put in isolation all day...I looked for him...I waited for him to show up- I don't know...he never showed up but I was just protecting him!...no one touches what's mine...and he's MINE.
I ran out the door, pushing Mr. Hughes to the ground
"OI!" he yells, struggling to get up, I ignore his protest and go find bobby.

Bobby POV:

I rush to get my bike, trying to avoid interacting with Micheal...there's something about him that doesn't sit right with me. I grab my bike and pedal down the hill and towards the lights, pausing as I wait for the light to turn green. I was lost in my thoughts until I hear his voice calling me- shit...I really don't want to see him...he's always dominanting me- I can't deal with him!...

Micheal POV:

I saw him, straddling his bike at the lights...fuck I want him to ride me like that bike-anyways, I had to get his attention. "BOBBY!!" I yell, attempting to make him look at me...to see me for a-a partner...and not a monster. He didn't bother to look at me- Fuck! I've had enough of this attitude of his, he's acting like he's better than me- have he ever fought for me?!....I can't- I just can't! I ran towards him, but before I know it, he rides off...fuck sake bobby...you always do this.

                           TWO HOURS LATER

Bobby POV:

I'm laying in bed, my entire body is sore from the bruises...my phone goes off, seriously? right now-
my eyes widen and my body freezes as I read my phone screen "I'm outside, open up baby..." I study the message for what seems like hours until I heard my bedroom door open. "tsch tsch tsch...you really need to pay attention to me, bobby...I thought better of you..." He's fucking degrading me?! na na I can't do this, I've had enough- I've always been scared of him but not today. I stand up, scowling at him
"don't speak to me like that...I've had enough of you, Micheal!" before I know it he's got me pinned down on the bed, his knee in-between my crotch, my breath hitches as he leans down to kiss my neck. "m-micheal... don't- not now..." I groan, my fingers finding there way up to his shoulders.

Micheal POV:

"You're mine, bobby. I can do whatever I want with you..." I groan in his ear before bringing my lips back to his neck, leaving marks on him...hopefully they blend in with the bruises..."Micheal... touch me...please" he moans, leaving my even harder then ever, to the point where it kinda hurt...but, I needed him yearning for more...I also needed to make sure he could handle my...size. I pull away from him, wiping my mouth and looking down at him, straddling his lap...he's a whimpering mess underneath me...holy fuck.

"I need to go bobby...I'll see you tomorrow" I say, in a chalky tone as I get off his lap and open his window "No! Micheal you-you can't leave me like this!" he whined, but, I ignored his protest and jumped out the window. my feet landed in the soft green grass as I felt the cold breeze hit my face...I'm so fucking hard I need to release myself at home...

                             
                                 The picture

Micheal POV:

I was in bed, panting, my eyes rolling back as my back arched, my hand fingers trailing over my bare, muscley chest as my hand jerked off my hard cock, soft moans escaping my lips...My phone goes off but thag doesn't stop me...I was so close to finishing. My hands slowed down as I realized bobby sent me a picture.

Bobby POV:

I was sat in bed, obviously bored and hard...duh. A though crossed my mind as I got up and starred in the full mirror...maybe I could send something to Micheal- I mean he's bound to be tugging it right now so...maybe i could help?. I take off my boxers to reveal my muscular body and toned abs, I take a picture of me, cock in hand as I click send.

Micheal POV:

My jaw drops as my head tilted back, imagining all the thing I could be doing to bobby...I need to make my fantasies come true with him...

My hand pumps up and down my cock faster and faster, my breath becoming desperate at this point, my hips lift up as I let out a final loud moan, cumming all over the picture of bobby...fuck.

Bobby POV:

I see he left me on read and I feel a wave of anxiety hit me. what if he sent it to people? what if the entire school finds out- my dad, h-he can't know...l need to call Micheal, and so I do. "Micheal..." I say to him through the phone. "y-yeah, what's up bobby..?" he pants down the other end of the line. " ...do you promise not to send anyone that photo?" My voice is wobbly from emotions but before I can even get another sentence out the line hangs up as kitty calls me.
"Bobby...be honest with me" she says cowardly.
"Yeah-baby what's up?" I'm so confused and scared- what if she breaks up with me?! shit. "Do you still love me... because Micheal said you didn't..." I wave of panick washes over me as I hear the words come out her mouth. I need to fix this fast. "Kitty...don't believe micheal- hee obviously lying-" she interrupts me by sending the photo...the one I sent to Micheal...'m shocked- "we're breaking up, bobby. I'm sorry" As soon as she said those words, my heart sank, I could feel the tears sworm in my eyes as I fell to my knees. "kitty...baby you don't know what you're doing...this is a mistake it's not what it looks like!..please, don't go-" …the line goes flat as my phone drops from my hand, making a thud on the floor...what has he done.

Micheal POV:

I felt a bit bad for sending kitty that photo but I needed her to back off from bobby...he's mine- forever, and ever. He can't leave me- he never will.
Jesus Christ I sound crazy but it's true, that boy is mine. I go into Whatsapp to text him but...he blocked me?! what the fuck?!

I feel the anger coursing through me as my fists clench at my sides. I pull my trousers up and do my belt, my veiny hands grab my phone and I practically kick my door open, taking long strides through the hallway. I get to my mother's room, not even bothering to knock as I open it. I see her sat on the corner of her bed, her head in her hands as she quietly weeps. "Get in the car. we're driving to Bobby's." She turns to face me, tear rashes below her eyes- I honestly couldn't care, all I could think about was bobby. "W-we can't drive honey...we-we.." her voice was wobbly and full of emotion. the stupid hag couldn't even finish her sentence without crying. I roll my eyes and clench my fists. "Does it look like a fucking care?! I don't care if dad doesn't love you any-" I was yelling at her before she stands up abruptly. "Can you stop being such a brat, Micheal?! I was going to say that we can't even afford gas! let alone the electric bill!-" I stopped listening at that point and with a quick slap to her face she eventually shut up, before crying obviously.

after that encounter I decided to just get the first bus to Bobby's house.

Bobby POV:

I broke down crying, feeling like a crumbled up piece of paper after kitty's harsh words, my knees had my carpet imprinted on them, my eyes where red and puffy...I never realized how much I could love someone...I miss her so much. I remember all our memories...she was so perfect for me...I remember the first day we met...I remember it all too well- I hear my front door open...my dad must be home, so I straighten myself up and wipe the tears that poured from my eyes, I sit on the edge of my bed, practically waiting for my daily beating...I heard my bedroom door swing open but..the footsteps don't sound like my dad's? maybe it's my sister?. I look up and set eyes on the tall, scroungy looking thing in my pount of view. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" I yell, my face contouring in anger. "bobby- please you don't understand- let me explain!" he tried to make me calm down but not even god himself could hold me back. "Who the fuck do you think I am!? do you think you had the right to do that?!" now, I didn't mean to get angry but you couldnt blame me for throwing that lamp at him! I had the right to.

He fell to the floor with blood trickling down the side of his face...oops?. I realize what I did and eventually snap back into reality, kneeling before him- I tried to be empathetic but...I don't think he wanted my empathy (don't worry it's consenting)...he leaned down to kiss my neck, his blood dripping onto my cheek, I had enough and rolled over, straddling his lap, he raised an eyebrow at me before I slapped his face, leaving a stinging sensation rush throughout my hand; ouch. He sat up which caused me to stumble back into the wall, he grabbing my shirt and pulled me up and onto the wall as his lips touched mine (again they have consent dw) into a fiery kiss. Now I'm not to proud of what happened next but I usually go where the wind takes me so...you know.