Angel In Disguise

Part Thirteen

Michael's P.O.V.

A week had passed and I haven't seen her since. I took her advice and had talked to Alli about what happened that day. She defended him and told me they're just friends. But I did not gave in that easily. I have a strong feeling that there's more - but I can't lose her. So, I just accepted it.

At the same time, I told her that the night I went out, I was with Calum, said I went with him in the hospital. Of course, I had arranged for them to meet so she'd believe me. I just couldn't tell her about my secret yet.

Sometimes I think I'm falling out of love with her. Things started to drift apart and change after that day. I don't feel the same butterflies in my tummy whenever our lips are pressed against each other. I don't feel that shiver and chill down my spine whenever I hold her hands. When I look into her eyes, all I can see are the possible lies in them.

Whenever she's wrapped around my arm, I imagine myself with someone else.

And I know its wrong. I'd like to think that I'm just troubled after what happened. I can't like Kelsey more than I love Alli. I just met her.

But Calum is right. I really do like her. My unconscious thoughts are all in my consciousness now.

We were sat at the couch, cuddling as we watch Friends when her phone started buzzing. Curious, I looked over and saw that she has a new message from no other than John. She glanced at me before she pulled away and sat at the end of the couch.

I rolled my eyes. She was smiling as she reads the message. She was blushing and doesn't seem to care that I was in the same room as she continued to type on her phone.

For five minutes, she focused on her phone until it rung. She held it into her ear.

"Hold on," she muttered, standing up and glancing at me. Then she rushed outside. "He's with me."

Then she shut the door behind, leaving me alone without a word.

I know something's up and I really wish I have the same gift as Calum, but, I guess, I can only eavesdrop to know what's happening.

I stood by the door, pressing my ear against it as I try to listen. Luckily, she didn't go anywhere and didn't thought that I'd be listening. She was just right outside the door.

"I know. I know," she said. "And I love you, too."

Wait wait. What? I thought.

"I can't, okay?" She continued, as I clutched my hand into a fist. "I love him, too... not like yours, of course... I just can't right now... you have to wait... just listen to me..."

Wait for what? What the hell? I'm right! I'm fucking right! No, no. She can't be cheating. She loves me. She said it, I told myself.

But.

I can feel the pain again.; the thirst to harm someone. My demon enjoys it when I'm mad. It's his strength.

And before I can even turn into that monster, I opened the door, not caring anymore that she's right there.

"Michael!" She gaspd, dropping the phone. "What the fuck? Are you listening?"

"So what if I am?" I spat. "I have the rights! This is my house! And I also have the rights to know if you're fucking somebody behind my back!"

"How dare you?!" She yelled, slapping me across the face. "I am not!"

"Oh yeah?" I smirked, ignoring the pain from both her slap and the pain of transformation or whatever you wanna call it. "So, let's pretend that I don't hear you say you love whoever that goddamn guy you're talking to and all I heard was that you love me. But guess what? You just said that he has to wait and I think I know what it means! Wow! Really, Alli? You know what, whatever. I'm going out. Do whatever you want."