Chapter 13.

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A/N almost 800 reads omg I love you guys so much. Thank you for everything!

Michael's p.o.v

I went to my locker to get my study books, but then got held up by my ex; Allison. I broke up with her when I found out she cheated on me with Jake.

(Weird love triangle I know)

"Hey, babe," she said, blocking my locker.

"Don't call me that," I said, looking away from her.

"Come on, Mikey. I know you miss me," she said, trying to sound seductive.

"No, I honestly don't. Please, just leave me alone."

"Aww, baby but I don't want to," she said poking my chest and sliding her finger up to my chin.

"Stop, Allison. Move so I can get my stuff," I said, now aggravated.

"No," she said, turning us around and pinning me to my locker, holding my hands above my head.

"What are you doing!" I shouted, but she shut me up by kissing me.

As much as I hate to admit it, she was a damn God with that mouth of hers. But I refused to kiss back.

"Get off of me," I said pushing her, then wiping my mouth. "Don't know where that dirty mouth of yours has been."

She scoffed. "How dare you!" She said, raising her hand to slap me, but I grabbed her wrist before anything could happen.

"Try it, I dare you," I growled. "That's what I thought," I said as she put her arm down.

I took a step back, looking around the building, as she stepped towards me. Putting her hand around my belt, and slipping her fingers down the hem of my jeans.

"Enough," I said pushing her and running out. I ran as fast as I could, trying to find Rachel. I neared the front of the school, seeing her nowhere.

"Rachel?" I called out. "Rachel where are you!"

I kept walking, hoping to find her somewhere. And what I saw, it was heart shattering.

"Rachel!" I shouted, dropping my bag and running towards her.

I kneeled at her side, taking her upper body into my arms. "Rachel what happened," I asked, my eyes filling with tears.

"Rachel please, wake up," I cooed, shaking her gently.

She winced in pain, and slowly blinked her eyes.

"Fuck," I said. "I'll be right back I promise."

I gently layed her down, and ran to the school parking lot, getting into my car and starting it. I sped to the front, sprinting to get Rachel. I carried her to my car, safely buckling her in, then grabbing both our bags, throwing them in the back seat.

I drove off, in a hurry to my house. When I got there, I grabbed Rachel and ran up to my room, setting her on my bathroom counter as I looked for the first aid kit.

I cleaned the blood off her face with a towel, discarding it to the trash after. I then cleaned her gashes, and bandaged them.

The whole time, she was wincing. But she never made a sound.

I stood between her legs, pushing a few strands of hair behind her ear. I cleaned off her last cut on her lip, then putting ointment on it.

Putting my hands on her legs, I looked straight into her eyes.

"Who did this?" I asked.

She mumbled something under her breath, but I didn't catch it.

"Rachel. Who did this, answer me," I said.

"I-I don't kn-now," she choked out.

"What the hell do you mean, you don't know, Rachel. Tell me," I said, getting annoyed.

"I don't fucking know!" She shouted, burying her head in her hands, beginning to cry.

I hugged her, whispering in her ear, "Oh my God, I'm so so sorry. Rachel I didn't mean t-"

"Get off of me! Don't touch me!" She yelled.

"I'm sorry," I said softly.

"Just.... Just leave me alone. I want to be alone," she said, looking at the floor.

"Okay," I said starting to walk out. "You can sleep on my bed, I'll go downstairs."

"Go away!"

"Fine," I said stepping out. "At least I was there to help you. Maybe you should ask your boyfriend next time. If he even loves you like he claims to."

I walked down the stairs, slumping on the couch. I turned the TV on and flipped through the channels, stopping on SpongeBob.

The part where SpongeBob made Squidward's nose big came on, and I started laughing.

After a few minutes, I heard faint footsteps sounding closer. The chair in the kitchen was moved, and she sat down.

"Thought you wanted to be alone," I said, focused on the TV screen.

"Sorry, I just really love SpongeBob," she said in a low voice.

"Well you don't have to sit all the way back there. Come over here," I suggested.

The chair was moved again, and she made her way towards the couch. She sat down on the other end, crossing her legs and leaning on her elbows.

Every so often, I'd quickly glance her way, to check if she was okay. This time, she shivered.

"You cold?"

"Yeah, kinda," she admitted.

"Okay, be right back," I said before standing up to look for a blanket. I walked to the hallway, and grabbed my favorite blanket with kittens spread across it, before waking back.

I sat down in my same spot as she turned to face me.

"Kittens? Really Michael?" She said laughing.

"Shut up and come here," I said giggling a little.

"Ugh, I hate you, but fine," she said scooting over and coming under the blanket with me.

"You know you love me," I said wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Like a brother."

Ouch.

A/N so uhh, hope you liked it¿? Almost a thousand words, and I tried to make it as detailed as possible. Anyway, thank you for everything, it means a lot. Love you guys! I'll try to update soon. See ya later
-Alexis


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