{Sanity}

157 17 3
                                    

Last chapter guys, thank you so much for reading xx
• • • •

Michael's words play over and over in my mind as I sit at the window, watching the rain drops land on the glass with a soft thud.

After Michael had told me his name, we laid with each other, just staring up at the ceiling silently until we both fell asleep. That morning I woke up in Michael's arms with the older male breathing on the back of my neck gently.

Carefully, I remove his arm and place it beside him before getting up. I quickly tug on a sweater and walk into the kitchen. The sound of thunder in the distance made me shutter slightly. I hated storms, rain I could handle but thunder and lighting scared me to death.

Ignoring the clapping of thunder, I walk over to the pantry and grab out the ingredients I needed to make pancakes. It was the only thing my mum had taught me to do before everything went down hill.

Just as I'm about to put a pancake on the plate beside me, two small hands grip my waist gently. "Morning, angel," Michael whispers in my ear making me smile. "They smell great."

I giggle before putting the pancake onto the plate and turning around in his grip. "Thanks." I say as I hand him the plate. Michael grins, his green eyes shining brightly with something I couldn't quite pin point. I pile a few pancakes onto my own plate before joining him at the dining table.

"I'm sorry if I frightened you last night," Michael says suddenly, making me look up from my plate. "I didn't mean to force my feelings apon you."

I smile at the green haired male, blushing slightly at his caring words. "It's fine Michael, really."

The older male looks uncertain but nods anyway, using his fork to stab at the pancake on his plate making me frown. I didn't understand why he was in such a bad mood, last night when we were talking he was completely fine.

"You know," I start, gaining Michael's attention as I begin to speak. "The first few months after you took me I hated you, I hated you so much for taking away everything I had ever known and loved, but now I've forgiven you."

Michael looks at me in surprise, his emerald green eyes widening as his jaw drops lightly. "How? How in the world could you ever forgive me for doing something like that. I don't regret it, I stand by every action I made that night, but no one can just simply forgive something like that."

I nod, pushing my now empty plate away before getting up and walking over to the couch, patting the spot beside me as I invited him over. The older male gets up and comes over slowly before sitting down next to me gently, as if he would scare me away if he moved too fast.

"I know I should hate you. I know I should be hiding away from you or coming up with some master plan to kill you and escape but I can't, I can't find it in me to hate you anymore.

You were right when you first kidnapped me, my parents never really loved me or paid any attention to me but I loved them anyway cause they were my parents ya'know? So I did whatever I could to get their attention like perfect grades, dates with pretty girls, playing sports but nothing ever worked," I paused, looking up at Michael to see his reaction.

The pale man was staring at me with his bottom lip between his teeth. His emerald green eyes held a mixture of love and sadness, a look I had never seen on him, making me wonder if he had ever felt those emotions before.

"Soon I simply just gave up, I stopped trying at school and my grades started dropping, I begun to dates guys and I came out to my parents as bisexual."

Michael knew that this was hard for me to talk about but the way he was looking at me made me feel so safe. The older male shuffled closer to me until his arm was wrapped around my broad shoulders.

"I love you Luke, I love you so much and I'm so proud of you. I hope that you truly do forgive me for what I did to your parents but see that my intentions were for your benefit." Michael says as he looks into my baby blue eyes.

I smile, feeling my dimple carving into his cheek. "I have, I promise."

Michael's eyebrows furrow, like he didn't believe me.

"I have forgiven you, Michael," I explain again explains. "I forgave you awhile ago actually. I understand why you did it, I don't agree with it, but I understand."

Michael smiles brightly before kissing me gently lips. "I love you so fucking much."

I giggle, cuddling into his warm side. "There's one thing you have to promise me Michael."

The older male looks at me with a smile. "I'll do anything for you my love."

I raise my eyebrow at him. "I want you to stop killing."

Michael looks as me before laughing loudly as if I had just told him a funny joke. "That's funny angel, now seriously what do you want me to do."

Instead of answering I shake my head and stand up, walking away from Michael and into the kitchen. I hear Michael sigh before he follows me into the kitchen.

I ignore the olde male as I make myself a cup of hot chocolate, moving around the large kitchen only to be stopped by Michael's hands on my waist as he spins me around.

"Baby," Michael says softly as I refuse to met his eyes. "I've been killing ever since I can remember, it's all I know."

I continue ignoring Michael, not wanting to crack and give in to him. If we were going to become something more then he needed to stop.

"Killing is like an addiction, I can't just suddenly stop and if I do, I'm afraid I'll go crazy and end up hurting you." Michael says as he places his hand on my cheek.

I finally look up, gasping softly at the sight of Michael's glassed over eyes. The green haired male looked close to tears. "I'll help you," I whisper before kissing him softly. "I'll help you okay, I love you and I'll help you as much as I can."

Michael looks at me with wide eyes. "Y-you love me? You said you love me."

I chuckle at Michael's shocked expression before pulling him into a tight hug. "Yeah I did. I love you Michael and I'm willing to help you as long as you're willing to try."

Michael nods against my shoulder before kissing my neck. "I love you, angel."

"I love you too, Michael."

• • • •
That's the end of Why So Serious! Thank you everyone for reading, I know this took ages for me to finish but I've been working on my other books.

Why So Serious? •Muke•Where stories live. Discover now