My Sweetheart~ || Michael Afton X Reader

5. Running Through the Parking lot, They Chased Me and They Wouldn't stop!

A/N: uff my pookies know what that reference is 😍 anyway! i hope i get this chapter done ASAP and not like the last one.. :D

TW: slur & slight SA (i claim)

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Michael POV:

It was weeks ago when my father told me he did... That... Multiple nights after he would tell me more about it and beat me up after. He told me he would stuff the corpses, how he killed them. When I cried he called me stuff like faggot and all that. It was tiring. I tried covering the wounds up as much as possible and didn't go to school until today...

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Y/N POV:

I haven't seen Michael at school for the past few days after the incident at the mall. Not that I really care... It's just weird. In those nights I simply felt uneasy and couldn't sleep well.

This morning I got up and showered quickly, dried my hair and straightened it. Today was a rather lazy day I'd say so I just got into some black skinny jeans and a hoodie. I packed my stuff for school and got there. To my surprise I finally saw Michael there after several days, though he looked... Tired... And totally exhausted. 

"Yo you okay?" I asked after walking over to him and only after asking noticed the bandages and makeup. "Fuck off." He said harshly. 

"Why the fuck do you have make up on your arm?" I asked and took his arm but he pulled away. 

"None of your business." 

"Look. We have our differences. And I still hate you for what happened at the mall but I'm not gonna let go before you tell me what happened because you must know I'm a very empathetic person." I said after he tried to go away but stopped him.

"Gosh, shut up."

"No. Tell me?"

"I said none of your business!" He yelled at me. I groaned and pulled him with me to the room where the school nurse usually is and sat him down. "Stay." I said while getting stuff to wipe the makeup off of his arms.

"Ouch for focks sake!" He yelled in pain. Of course his British accent came out.

"Stay still!" I said and wiped the makeup off his bruises before furrowing my eyebrows. "Dang that looks bad... Luckily you got no broken bones." I said and removed the bandage from his open wounds. "Alright this might burn a bit." 

"What do you mea- FOCK THAT BURNS!" He yelled as I applied sanitizer on his wound. He bit his tongue trying to not whine and whimper in pain.

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Finally I treated all his wounds and sat next to him outside behind the school. "Will you finally tell me what happened?" I asked.

"Why the fuck do you even care?" He shot a glare at me.

"I already told you I know when something is wrong and I won't stop asking until you tell me."

"Well you can wait a long time until I tell you." I sighed and just gave in. 

"You're really stubborn you know?"

"Whatever... So... Why did you help me?" He asked in a soft voice unlike his voice earlier.

"Because you can't treat wounds with make up." He grumbled a bit at my words feeling offended.

"Shut up... Thanks... I guess..."

"Mhm." I hummed and stood up.

"Where are you going?" 

"To Paula, I can't let anyone know I chilled with you." I said and walked away. I don't know why but I liked helping him. Maybe he isn't that bad after all... Wait. What am I saying? It's literally Michael Afton. Oh god there must've been something in the lunch.

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After school Paula and I were outside chilling at some old parking lot no one attended anymore. We would play truth or dare or just talk with each other. 

Suddenly Paula had to go use the toilet so she left and I was alone at the parking lot. A bit later Paula was still gone but I heard whispers and before I could react I saw a guy jumping me. He had a blue bunny mask... Wait. One of Michael's friends? That bastard! 

I pushed the guy away and ran away but more of his friends came chasing me. Though... I saw no Michael. No fox mask.

I kept running away until one of them caught me and pinned me down. He caressed my waist and I tried to push him away but my arms were held by the others. I started crying until suddenly Michael appeared and kicked his friend in the stomach and off of me and he started coughing up blood. The other guys were stunned as they witnessed that and let go of me before running away with their friend.

Michael helped me stand up and I cried more into his arms. He just held me tight against his chest and calmed me down. "Shh... They're gone, they won't hurt you anymore... Before I planned to scare you like this with them of course without... That... But then you helped me and I told them we aren't doing that anymore but they wouldn't listen..." He said in a shaky voice filled with guilt. "I- I'm sorry Y/N... P- Please don't tell my father please..." He sounded utterly terrified. He cupped my face and wiped my tears with his thumb. "I- I promise I didn't plan for them to touch you that way.. I- I-" He stuttered out.

I sniffled softly. "I- It's okay..." I cried more into his chest and he tried to say something back but then finally Paula came back and immediately ran up to me to soothe me as well.

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Later at home I laid in bed. I felt disgusting so I decided to take a shower. 

I got out of the shower and wrapped up in a towel. I got into shorts and a top and got ready to sleep before I heard someone knock on my window... It was Michael. 

I opened the window and let him into my room. "What do you want?" I asked. My tone rather neutral.

"I'm sorry... I... I really am and I wanna make it up to you..." He said, his expression was filled with guilt and remorse. 

"Look Michael I- I just wanna forget what happened today..." 

"I know but... Please let me make it up to you... I... I also don't wanna be mean to you anymore..."

"You don't?" 

He shook his head. "Not after you helped me."

"... So... Does that mean we are.. friends?"

"I was kinda hoping for that."

"Well... Then we're friends... I guess..."

"Yeah..." The silence was loud, it was really awkward no one knew what to do so we just stood there for a moment before Michael broke the silence. "I think I should go... See you at school?" He asked and I nodded before he climbed out of the window. Was I really agreeing on being friends with Michael Afton?

All I could do for the moment was dry my hair and then go to sleep. He was kinda cute like that... Wait. Gosh Y/N get back to your senses.

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A/N: when i said ill do more frequent posts- that was a lie. i was actually gonna but.... nvm :3

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