To say the least I almost died everyday thinking about Ana and momAna was out who knows what she's doing
And my mom is now dead
And my dad is dead
Could it be worse?
Possibly?
"Babe?" Michael walked into the bedroom slowly.
"I think we could get outta here" he stated and I lifted my head up
"And go where? Michael look around there isn't a place to go." I sighed
"Well then we'll go to the east coast off of nowhere..babe anywhere is fine with me" he grabbed my hands holding them tight
"Michael I don't think that's a good idea" i shrugged and he sighed "Tessa I know you went through a lot but staying here and dwelling about it won't make it better, as your boyfriend it's my job to keep you happy" he said and I smiled
"So what do you say?" He flashed a smile
"Sure why not" I sigh giving in
"Good because I already made plans" he smirked
"Where then?"
"We going on an adventure so pack" he smiled kissing my hand and walking out of the room leaving me smiling get confused.
Michael Clifford?
A boy I learned to love
"I love you" I blurted out and he turned around smiling "I love you too" he smiled back and left.
An adventure?
That could be bad or really bad in Michaels version I could get killed.
I loved Michael so much but sometimes I felt like he didn't love me as much.
He told me he loved me and he showed it in ways he could and I understood he wasn't the bet at being affectionate.
But a day after another he treats me like I was another whore in his bed.
Not talking, kissing me sloppy, and wanting nothing but sex.
Maybe this wasn't the best relationship?
"Babe you ready?" He asked from downstairs
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at my packed things grabbing them "yep I'll be down" I felt bad for thinking about Michael that way.
"Good then let's go" he kissed my cheek grabbing my bags and loading then into the back of his car.
"Let's get outta here" he smiled opening the door for me and then walking over to the driver seat
"Ya" I smiled kissing him lightly he placed his hand on my thigh as we drove off.
"Where are we going" I asked minutes had passed "somewhere" he shrugged "do you have a plan?" I ask and he shrugged "sorta" he chuckled "relax Tessa it'll be ok" he whispered kissing my hand
"You sure?"
"No"
"Michael!"
"I'm kidding"
"Ass" I muttered
"I know where we're going so just hold onto my love" he smiled
I turned in my seat looking at the sunset.
All the colours could stay that way forever.
Happy and bright more beautiful then ever.
Why couldn't life be that way?
Why couldn't life and love have colours like that.
Colours that come when it happens. Not time because all time runs out.
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RomantikEvery bad boy wants a good girl to be bad for him And ever good girl wants a bad boy to be good for her. Tessa Brian is the exact opposite of her sister. Tessa: manages straight A's, studies everyday in her room, fears the social encounters in the w...