Angel In Disguise / Michael Clifford

Part Thirty Seven

Make sure you read the note on the photo first. We'll be saying goodbye to this story now but get ready for how this one will end, aright? I freaking warned you. Don't blame me!

Kelsey's P.O.V.

I ran to his side. I should have runaway. He'd be alive. But I can't just leave, knowing that my brother is around here somewhere.

Calum, I thought, where are you?

"Get up!" Michael growled, grabbing me by the arm as he pulled me up.

"No! No! Shawn!" I screamed, struggling. But he's too strong to shake off. "Get off me, Michael!"

"Michael!" A familiar voice shouted. Calum came out of nowhere, pushing him away from me and standing between us.

"Calum," I said, grabbing his hand. On his other hand was the sacred dagger - the one that can kill Michael. "Calum, no. Maybe we can still help him."

"No, Kelsey," Calum said, shaking my hand off him. "That's no longer him."

"Calum," Michael started, starling the two of us. His eyes were half green now, and tears were running down his cheeks. "Do it, please!"

And in a matter of seconds, his eyes were completely black again with a devilish grin spread across his face.

"Go ahead, Calum," he laughed. "You'll regret this one day. Killing your best friend."

"Calum," I muttered.

"I have to," he said.

"No!" I screamed - but it's too late. He charged at Michael, stabbing him in the chest.

And before he could fall down, I ran up to him. Calum helped me lay him still.

"Michael," I said. He was now changing back to normal. His eyed were now all green - the most beautiful eyes I ever saw. He looked up at me, smiling, as he reached for my hand.

"Kelsey," he muttered.

"Michael," I repeated, hiccupping. I wiped the tears off him with my free hand. "You'll be okay. Just... oh my god... hang in there. Please."

"Sshh, Kelsey, it's okay," he cooed. Despite the pain, he was smiling. He twined our hands together. "I should be the one wiping your tears away. Not the other way around."

"If you hang on, you will," I said.

"Oh, no," he chuckled. Then he winced in pain. "I won't let a tear drop by if that happen. Tears of joy, maybe. Say we get married and have kids, that would be nice. I've dreamt of it for a dozen of times now. I had ever since we met.  I always knew I know you. Now, I remembered. You were the kid walking with Calum years ago, listening to Blink 182. That kid who, as corny as I may sound, but stole my heart."

He looked at Calum.

"Why on earth would you not tell me that you have another sister? Damn! I thought were best friends, bub! We would have been in-laws now!" he continued, chuckling.

"I," he started but was cut off immediately as Michael cried in pain. "Shit, man! I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have... no! No! Hang in there, buddy!"

"Calum," he said, reaching for his hand and holding it close to him with my hand in his other one. He placed my hand on top of Calum's before placing his on ours. "You would have to let me go sooner or later - and now is that time. I'm grateful that you stayed with me. Made me feel that I am not just some job assigned to you to look after but treated me as your own brother. I owe you everything."

"Michael," he cried.

"And, Kelsey," he continued, looking at me straight in the eyes. "How I wish I knew you back then. But I don't regret it - going out our world was the best thing I did - or I wouldn't have met you again. Meeting you made it a whole lot better. For a short period of time, you make my world go crazy. Calum knows that. Even my demon loves you. You made me wanting to feel your love like a weather all over me."

"Michael," I started, as he chuckled. "I love you."

"I know and I love you, too," he smiled. "God, that's all I really need to hear! I can rest now that you said it."

"Michael, pl---"

"Kelsey," he cooed. "I love you - in all lifetimes, I will."

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FIVE YEARS LATER

And how I wish that stupid prophecy was never been said. Whoever said it should go straight to hell... whoopsie! That's bad.

"Baby!" He screamed upstairs. "Help me!"

Sighing, I closed the laptop and ran to where he was.

"The little tykes!" He started, laughing, as our eldest son was tickling him on his sides with the help of our daughter. "They're attacking me, babe! What did you teach these kids?!"

I threw my head back, laughing at the sight.

"Mommy!" Dalton called. "Help us!"

"Oh, no! Don't you dare, Kels!" He warned between his giggles.

"Who's gonna stop me now?" I teased, runninh into him and helping the kids out.

"Kelsey!" He screamed, now using his own strength to pry the kids away playfully before pinning me down. "Who's on top now, silly?"

He leaned down, closing the gap between us.

"Michael!" I giggled, stopping him. "The kids!"

He chuckled, not taking his eyes off me. "Dalton, take your sister outside and play. Mommy and I needs to.... mmm."

"Talk," I said, sounding more like a question.

"Okay, daddy," Dalton said cheerfully, pulling Ashley's hand as they headed downstairs.

Oh yeah, Ashton is Ashley's godfather. No need to wonder with the name!

"Now, where are we?" He started, grinning at me.

But before he can even press his lips on me, someone faked coughed.

I can see you two, someone said - and I'm pretty sure it's in my thoughts. And its disgusting, it continued.

"Calum," Michael cried, getting off me and grabbing a pillow before he threw it at the guy standing by the door.

"Hello to you, too, lovebirds," Calum chuckled, throwing the pillow back to Michael and stepping inside the room. He smiled at me, helping me up. "Kelsey! I've missed you! How's the book going?"

I shrugged. "Terrible!"

On second thought, I wouldn't exchanged it for the world. What happened became a nightmare, at least to me - but it was also the start of something... worthy!

My mom - the real one - came in time before Michael can completely pass out and told us that the prophecy can be altered if his one self can be killed. Which Calum had successfully did and all that's left to do was save his angel before he dies, my mom took care of that.

As for Shawn, there's nothing we can do about him - he's already gone. But we were able to work something out on everyone at the wedding. With the help of Mali who came minutes later after our mom, they brainwashed everyone to forget and think it was all just a bad dream.

We're living perfectly normal now. Well, not really. Calum and I still talk in thoughts and visits our world. He also still reads both mine and Michael's mind. But he's engage! To Sam!

"Wouldn't it be obvious?" Michael asked. "Did you even changed the names?"

Oh, and did I mention I found my place in the mortal world? I became too fond with writing!

"I got it," I winked at him. "No one will know it's ours. It's too good to be true!"

And our story will be my first book.

The end