Changing Past

Chapter 13: Upside Down

Quote of the Chapter:
'Characterize people by their actions, and you will never be hurt by their words.'

I woke up and my entire body was sore. I knew I had slept in because the sunlight was pouring through the window. My eyes opened to find Michael dreamily looking at me. A smile grew on my face before he kissed me.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Mmm. Good morning." I cuddle up next to him and we stay that way.

"I could get used to this."

"Me too."

"What are we doing today?"

"You don't have plans with Luke?"

"No he's in-" I didn't want to tell him about Jason because we were having such a good time.

"What's wrong? I know something's bothering you."

"It's a long story, and I don't want you angry."

His head perked up and he clenched his jaw.

"What is it? You can tell me anything."

I ran my hand up and down his chest and I lay back down on my pillow. I began to tell him the entire story, from beginning to end and he didn't react the way I thought he would.

He just stared at me for a second.

In the middle of the night I had gotten dressed into some sweatpants and his shirt.

"Are you ok? That's all I'm worried about?"

I loved him so much he didn't understand.

"I'm fine."

"What happened to him? Did you tell the police?"

"Yeah we did. They arrested him, and he got charged for fraud, kidnapping, and manslaughter."

"How long?"

"30 years."

"When did this happen? How did they even process him that quickly?"

"Well it was pretty much an open and shut case. That same day, we went to the police station and we had proof because of the scars. They found him passed out in his car at a local gas station half drunk. He was so wasted he confessed and they took him in the next day."

He stared at me wide eyed and grabbed my hand.

"Can I see them?"

I tilted my head in confusion until I came to the realization he was talking about my scars. I started to undress slowly and I could feel him stare at my body. He'd always done that, so I didnt know why I got so embarrassed.

I turned around in my underwear and he looked me up and down before getting out of the bed. He looked at every single cut and scrape I had along my legs, arms, and chest.

"How did I not notice this yesterday?" He looked down at me with an apologetic look on his face.

"It was dark and we were in the moment."

He traced his fingers along my arms. He kissed every single inch of body. He stood back up and placed his hands on my waist.

"I will never let anything happen to you ever again."

I nodded my head. "I'm going to go take a shower."

"Can I come with you?"