Murder House - A Michael Clifford Fanfiction

Chapter 10 - Future

Later that night, Michael and I were lying on my bed, and Michael suddenly brought up us in the future.

"Pandora, do you ever want to have kids?" He bit his lip.

"Maybe.. I don't know. Why?"

"Well.. They be like little Michael," he told me, "and he killed his nanny not too long ago."

"Oh," I was shocked, "do you want to ever have kids?"

"I guess. Maybe one, so we wouldn't have to keep track of too many to make sure they don't kill anyone."

"Yeah," I laughed, "maybe that will work."

"There's another thing about being dead.." He began.

"What's that?"

"I don't ever age," he told me, and I nodded.

"So if someone dies when they're twenty one, they're Forever 21?" I laughed.

"Yeah, they are. But I'm forever 17," he told me. I laughed, and so did he.

"So at whatever age I am, you'll still be seventeen?"

"Yep."

"So if we ever have a kid, you'll be a teenage parent."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Won't that confuse the kid, that you never age?"

"I don't know. I had always known my dad, and that never confused me that he didn't age."

"Oh.. okay," I nodded.

"I guess it's just because I grew up around all of the dead people. They're like my family.."

"Awe," I smiled.

"Do you like talking about our future?" He asked.

"Yeah, I do," I nodded, "but let's not get too far into the future like 'What are we going to have engraved on our gravestones?' or anything like that." Michael laughed.

"I'm not going to, I promise," he chuckled a little.

"Are you thinking about going to college?" He asked.

"I don't know.. I might. Why?"

"I'm not sure. I was just wondering. Are you ever going to tell your parents about the secret of the house? They know Tate, Violet, and me, but they don't know that we're dead.."

"I know. I don't know when we're going to tell them. I don't want to tell them about you being dead, because I don't know how they'd react to me dating a dead guy," I laughed, and so did Michael.

"Yeah, true. But what if you don't tell them that specifically I am dead. Are you going to tell them the secret sometime? Then maybe you could let her find out about me on their own?" He suggested.

"I might do that sometime, but I don't think they're ready yet. Just let them like the house even more, and then we'll tell them, after we've lived here for a while, okay?"

"Okay," he nodded in agreement. I smiled.

"I love you," I whispered to him.

"I love you too," he smiled at me, "so.."

"'So..' ..what?" I looked at him.

"Do you want to, uh," he began.

"I don't want a kid right now, Michael!" I exclaimed at him.

"Your parents aren't here right now and.." He pulled something out of his pocket, "what guy doesn't go to his girlfriend's house unprepared?" He held a condom up in front of me.

"O-okay," I smirked.

"Are you.. a virgin?" He asked. I nodded.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll go easy.." I whispered in my ear. I smiled at him.

He began taking off my shirt, pulling it over my head. I did the same to him, and he bit his lip, looking at me.

"What?" I asked him what he was doing.

"It's just that you're so beautiful," he smiled at me.

"Thank you," I blushed.

"I love you.." He whispered into my ear, grabbing the clasps of my bra and undoing them.

"How long have you been dead?" I asked him.

"Just a few months, actually," he told me.

"Oh. Okay," I nodded and took his pants off of him.

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Please give me some events that you want to see happen in this story bc I need to get more ideas! The reason why the chapters have been short is bc I'm running out of ideas.. If you have ideas for me, please comment them:)

-Lizzie xx