The rest of christmas day

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Michael: then tell me

Chelsea's p.o.v

I'm up against the corner of the wall in the theater.

I shook my head no at Michael.

Michael: I can't just let you run around here this way.

Chelsea:( crying) why do you care.

Michael: because.

I try to run but he grabs a hold of me.

Chelsea: let me go.

Michael: why should I

Chelsea: because if you do that means you don't care what I have to say but you love me .

Michael: and if I don't?

Chelsea: the opposite.

Michael: only thing I want to know is why you acting this way.

Chelsea: I'm scared to tell you.
You might get mad.

Michael: if I do I do that's life.

I took a deep breath.

Chelsea: I had alcohol tonight .

Michael: how much?

Chelsea: 4 glass

Michael: why?

Chelsea: I'm not telling

Michael: ( firm voice) tell me

Chelsea: ( firm) never

Michael: ( really firm) Chelsea you better tell me why if not I'll make you.

Chelsea: ( seriously firm)
Michael....... Go

Michael:( lightens up voice)
What

Chelsea: (firm) Michael I can't tell you and I'm not telling you .

I got out of the corner crying.

And started to run.

Michaels p.o.v

She got away and I feel anger coming in

I ran after her.

She was about to go to the door when I dived to her

I ended up grabbing a hold of her knocking her to the ground.

I climbed on top of her holding her wrists down to the floor.

Chelsea: let go

Michael: no

Chelsea:Michael I told you I'm not telling you.

Michael: I'm not letting you go until you tell me.

Chelsea: IT BROUGHT BACK FUCKING BAD MEMORIES!!!

Michael: like what

Chelsea: when I was 7 years old and you where 8 I used to listen to you.
I used to try to dance like you sing like you but every time I did-

Michael: keep talking.

Chelsea shook her head no.

I tighten my grip on her.

Chelsea: my dad abused me

I loosened my grip on her a little.

Michael: that's why you drink beer

She shook her head yes

I leaned down to kiss her.

Chelsea: Michael.... I'm scared

Michael: what about?

Chelsea: what if my dad-

I cut her off with a kiss

Michael: hey it's going to be okay.

Chelsea: no it will not be okay.

Michael: why

Chelsea: if my dad finds out he will kill me.

Michael: he will never touch you
Unless it's a hug

Chelsea: (crying whisper) okay

Michael: I love you Chelsea nothing will happen to you I promise.

Chelsea: I love you too.... Can you get off of me.

Michael: I don't know I'm comfortable right here.

Chelsea( giggling) Michael get off you know we can't do this until after marriage.

Michael: true after marriage we will.

Chelsea: okay

I got off of her and helped her up.

We went back to the house and everyone was passed out in the studio.

As we went to bed.

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