Part 2 of 4! This is Mashton!
*UNEDITED*
Michael-
"Y/N! TELL ME THESE ARE NOT TRUE!" Michael screeches at me as he throws his phone at me.
I look at it and see it's me and this guy making out?! Clearly it was photo-shopped because, one, the outfit I was wearing, I only wore once which was with Michael for our anniversary date at an amusement park and two...YOU CAN SEE IT IS PHOTO-SHOPPED BECAUSE MY NOSE LOOKS LIKE IT HAS BEEN CUT OFF COMPLETELY.
I then look at him in disbelief.
"MICHAEL GORDON CLIFFORD! YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT IS PHOTO-SHOPPED! I ALWAYS BELIEVE YOUR ASS WHENEVER YOU TELL ME IT'S PHOTO-SHOPPED!" I screeched, walking away to go pack some clothes so I could go over to Luke's house to sleepover at.
"YOU BETTER GET OVER HERE Y/N! I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU!" He yells, grabbing my wrist and gripping it tighter and tighter.
I start to cry, trying to get out of his grip.
I could see a bruise starting to form and when I looked into Michael's eyes...I didn't see the caring and loving look he once had.
All I saw was anger...his eyes just full of rage.
"M-Michael! Your hurting me!" I yelled, trying not to stutter or cry from how much pain I am in.
Michael lets go of me and I drop to the floor.
My breathing unsteady.
"Y-Y/N..."
I look at him and all the rage washed away. His eyes now full of guilt, desperation, sadness.
I get up and sprint to the room, locking the door and grabbing a bag.
*BANG BANG BANG*
"Y/N! OPEN UP! I AM SO SORRY! DON'T LEAVE ME PLEASE!" I hear Michael beg and plead as he bangs the door.
I pack my bag, which would last me for about a few nights.
"OPEN THIS DOOR BEFORE I BUST THROUGH IT MYSELF Y/N!" He yells, I could hear him banging the door hard...I was scared it would burst open any minute now.
I go over to the window, jump onto the tree branch, climb down the tree, and I run away to Luke.
I didn't take the car which was a mistake but I didn't want to risk Michael catching me... I thought I would never say this but...
I'm scared of him...
Once I reached Luke's house, I started banging on the door.
It opens and there I see Luke worried as heck.
"Y/N! You ok!? Are you hurt!? What happened!" Luke asked as he checked me for any signs of something wrong, he is actually my step brother. He introduced me to the boys and brought me to a lot of their tours. Practically all of them!
When his eyes landed on my bruised wrist, his eyes filled with rage.
"Michael did this didn't he?" He asks as I nodded slowly.
"Oh shit.." Luke mumbles as he looks up and I turn around, seeing Michael driving towards the house.
"Get in the house!" Luke yelled as he pulled me in, locking the door.
I sit down on the couch, my breathing starting to get out of control.
*BANG BANG BANG*
"Y/N! LUKE! OPEN UP! Y/N I NEED YOU! I AM NOT LEAVING TILL YOU OPEN THIS DOOR!" I hear Michael shout from behind the door.
