female robbery • malum

four

"i don't want to go." michael whined quietly and buried his face into his pillow me. i tapped my foot, jaw locked as my arms stayed crossed over my chest. "get up."

michael stiffened, slowly moving his head out of the pillow and looked at me. i raised my eyebrow at him. "i said get up, michael."

michael got off the bed, being cautious as he went through he drawers and started to change into his school uniform. i watched with a smile on my face, my whole body stuffed with control. "good boy."

"should i call you daddy now?" michael shrieked as i slapped his bare cheek, quickly pulling the rest of his pants and boxers up. "i hate you."

i stared at him for a bit before a smirk came across my face. i leaned in closley, michael stopping his movements on buttoning his shirt. "such naughty words baby boy. don't you know you love me?"

"stop!" michael pushed me away and i bursted into a fit of laughter as his cheeks went red. "it's not funny!"

i fell back onto the floor clutching at my stomach as michael rolled his eyes and finished getting dressed. he quickly fixed his hair in the mirror and after that we were off.

+

"i knew it!" michael gripped my arm tighter and started jumping up and down. i followed his eyes. "i knew she got pregnant!"

as soon as the girl turned her head, our eyes locked and i sprinted down the hall leaving michael. i looked down at my schedule before entering the math room and taking my seat. no, i wasn't going to groan that i had it first, i actually like the class. 

mr. irwin smiled at all of us from behind his desk, the bell ringing over him and people outside picked up their pace to get to class. "seniors huh?"

most of the class cheered but i stayed quiet. don't get me wrong, i'm glad to finally be done with this hell hole. but this hell hole keeps my thoughts off certain things. 

the door opened and michael stepped in, mr. irwin shaking his head in amusement at us before standing up and passing out the syllabus to us. we spent the rest of the period reading over it before moving on to our next class. 

and repeat. 

+

"i hate him so much." i mumbled, removing my chocolate milk covered shirt and throwing it in the sink. michael sat on the counter and turned the water on cold, removing the stains before they got too bad. "then i know what we're doing tonight."

"do you even know where he lives?" i questioned curiously, not even bothering to say no to it. the little fuck deserved it. "same as david's street i think."

i nodded and michael turned off the water and handed me my damp shirt. i ran it under the blow dryer thing for a good five minutes till i felt it was good enough. i slid it over my head, grimacing at the smell and how it clung to my sides a little too much. 

we collected our backpacks and headed out deciding to ditch the rest of the classes. they all knew we've gone here since elementary anyways. 

it was still broad daylight, the sign shining above us as my feet patted along the sidewalk. "make a left."

"but that's where-"

"i know."

i bit my bottom lip, making the left and seeing david's house. michael placed a hand on my shoulder and stopped me. "second story, right side of the house. i'll wait here and tell you if anything happens."

my eyes widened. "y-you're making me go in by myself?"

"someone needs to stand guard." michael winked and pushed me a little forward. i sheepishly walked across the street, keeping my head high so i didn't looked suspicous. as soon as his house came to view i ducked under the gate and made my way to the side of the house.