Michael x Noah 🙏

19. ~Heartless~

Michaels pov:
Knock, knock, knock.
There's the door.
Finally, I can meet Lizzy again. I haven't seen her since she was seven. I moved out when I was 18, so if I'm 21 now, she must be 11 years old.

I walk up to the door, hesitant to open it.
Noah's in our room getting dressed.
Maybe I should let him know before opening the door.

Noah 🫶🏻❤️
M: My family is here.

N: Alright. You can let them in. I'll be down in a second.

I put my phone away and open the door.
"Finally you shit head." William says to me.
"Can't believe you'd let your mother stay in that cold air for so long." Clara adds on.
I don't call them mom and dad. I never will again.
"MIKEYYYY!" Elizabeth comes from behind the two, hugging me to death.
I chuckle, hugging her back.

Noah walks downstairs and sees my family at the door, Elizabeth hugging me to death.
Noah doesn't come out though. He walked back upstairs.

"So, I see you make good money~" Clara says, walking into the house.
"Oh uh..." i pull away from the hug from Elizabeth. "This isn't my house. I just live here."
"Oh. Then whose house is it." She asks. Her tone changing. What a gold digger.
"Uh-"
Noah finally comes into the kitchen where we all were.
"Oh you're dating him still?" Clara says. Eyeing Noah up and down.
"Fucking faggot." William says.
Noah just glares at them.
"NOWAAAAA!" Elizabeth says. That's what she remembers him as. When she was six, she couldn't pronounce Noah, so she called him Nowa, guess that habit never left.

Noah hugged Liz quickly.
"Mikey, do you like this dress I picked out? It's for my graduation!"
"Graduation? What grade are you in now?"
"5th! I'm gonna graduate elementary school in June!!"
Oh god-
"Lizzy that's still months away goof, well at least you're ready." I say, chuckling.
"You and Nowa have to go to it! Mummy and daddy are going!!"
I look at William and Clara, then Noah, then back to Elizabeth.
"I would love to, but I don't think Mikey's invited..." I say to her.
"But..." I feel bad.
"I know, I know Lizzy... I would love to go but... there just won't be enough room with all the other parents going." I say, coming up with a lie. She doesn't need to know about me and my "parents" in case she forgot about what happened yeas ago.
I think she believed me, because she just nodded.

Hannah must have heard the talking because she came downstairs and walked into the kitchen.
She saw my parents and gave them a look. She's never met them but I've told her about them.
"And who are you?" William asks Hannah.
"Hannah." She says.
"Okay? But like who are you?" He asks again.
"Hannah Valis? What you want my middle name too? The fuck." I chuckle at her comment. Williams face going red.
"You- I can tell you've been hanging with that brat. You've got his attitude."
"He's not a brat. Maybe you would know that if you treated him right." Hannah walks out of the kitchen with a glass of water and heads back upstairs.
"Play with me Mikey!! I wanna show you my new dolls!" Elizabeth grabs my hand and starts dragging me to the living room.
I can hear Noah chuckle at me once again.

Elizabeth picks up her bag and opens it, pulling out doll after doll.
She pulls out a good 10 doll before setting her bag back down.
"Look! It's me, you and C.C!" She shows me a doll of a kid ginger, a normal brunette, and a kid brunette doll."
I get a weird feeling when she talks about C.C. She's so clueless... well, maybe not clueless but she goes on so casual about it.

I sit and watch her play. I feel Noah come sit behind me, pulling me close to him.
"Hey! You're supposed to be playing with me!" She says in an angry kid voice.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry-" I pick up the doll that's supposed to be me. I don't really know what to do, but whatever makes her happy.
I can hear Noah chuckle at me, once again.
"Oh my god, will you stop laughing at me Noah Carter!" He quickly does his best cover up laugh face.
"Ow!" We both looked at Elizabeth, who threw a doll at Noah.
"You're playing too."
I chuckled at him.
"Oh shut up."

"Michael." I hear William say from behind me.
"What?"
"We need to talk."
I look at him.
"Why? Do you really think I wanna talk to you when you can't even have three words with me without hitting me?"
"That is not true-"
"Yes it is."
"You know, that is no way to talk to your father, young man."
"What do you want?" I ask once again.
"You didn't tell me Noah made good money."
Uh... umm.
"I didn't think I had to? I don't talk to you if I don't have to."
"He makes better money than uh me." He says, almost hesitantly.
"Well he doesn't go around killing kids because he'd u happy with his family."
Then, there it is.
Slap.
He slapped me really hard across the face. Noah must have heard because he came running out into the living room.
Noah saw as I was holding my cheek where he slapped me.
Ow. That shit hurt like hell.

"Out. Out of my fucking house now." Noah says, pulling him away from me.
"Get your wife and go."
"Whatever. I don't like this house anyway. Clara. Elizabeth. Let's go."
"But... I wanna stay with Mikey..." Elizabeth says, it hurts my heart hearing her.
"He killed you goddamn brother! Get in the car now!"

And just like that, they were gone. Leaving just me and Noah in the living room.
Noah cups my face, looking at the probably red cheek that was hit.
"I'm sorry..." Noah says, pulling me into his chest as he wraps his arms around my body.
He kisses my hair and continues holding me close.

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