(This features punk!Michael)
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It all started when he started coming home later than usual. At first, you thought it was just because he was busy. But now, this is the fifth time he's come home late. Now you're worried. You wonder, is he cheating on you? No, he would never. Would he?
When you met Michael, you were terrified of him. His tattoos and piercings intimidated you. But when you started dating him, all of that fear washed away. He's treated you like a princess, called you beautiful everyday, has told you hundreds of times how much he loves you, and has never taken his anger out at you. Ever. So the thought of him possibly cheating on you sickens you, makes your heart ache.
"Michael," you sigh, walking over to the couch where he's sitting, "We need to talk."
He looks up at you as he kicks his boots off.
"About what?" he asks.
You take a deep breath before stepping closer.
"This is fifth time you've come home super late. . ."
"Sorry?"
"Michael." you say, this time raising your voice.
"Whoa, are you mad?"
You huff, crossing your arms, "Um, actually I am."
His face turns serious as he gets off the couch.
"Well, why are you mad, Love?"
Something inside you snaps. How damn oblivious could he possibly be?
"I'm mad because of you! I'm mad because of you coming home so fucking late!" you scream.
"Babe, I-"
"No," you force, cutting him off, "Why are you always out so late, huh? What are you doing, Mike?"
"Excuse me?" he asks, sounding offended.
"Answer me."
"I'm not doing anything, I swear! Do you think I'm cheating on you?"
"Actually, yes! Yes I fucking do!"
He stares at you blankly. He can't believe you think he's cheating on you.
"I'm not cheating on you! I'd never ever do that! I can't believe you!" he shouts.
He walks past you and you follow.
"Where are you going?"
"Leave me alone!" he shouts.
Just as he's about to go in the bedroom, you step in front of the door frame, blocking him.
"Move."
"No."
"I said move, you fucking bitch!" he shouts, pushing you out of the way.
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