Hey guys I am back again with another chapter! Yes I know Ive been telling that I would update on time and miss it everytime, but this time I really am planning on finding a way to do so without stressing me out at the same time! I hope it works this time though I cant make any promises. But to make it up for it, I have something special for you guys in this chapter. *wink, wink*
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Cath's POV:
His forehead was tensed as he glared at Charlie. And for the moment again, he ignored ever looking at me like I did not exist in front of his eyes and that infuriated me even more.
"What the hell do you want Michael?" I crossed my arms against my chest and glared at him. If he is going to pretend like I don't exist, he must continue to do so. Not just interrupt my life again and act like I am not there.
His eyes flickered to me for a second and then drifted back to Charlie. He walked towards him and spoke in a low and dangerous tone. "Just stay away from her. She is not yours and she never will be."
Charlie smirked at him. "Let her tell that."
His jaws clenched and he was trying hard not to explode in anger. He pointed his index finger pointedly at him as a warning. "I am warning you! Just stay away!"
"Or what?" He crossed his arms across his chest.
Michael smirked. "I am going to rip your head off that pretty little neck."
Charlie laughed hysterically. "And how exactly are you going to do that?"
Michael glared even more if that was even possible and fisted his hands to throw a punch at him. "Michael!" I pulled his arm, making him turn in my direction. His eyes were intense as they bore into mine and I fought hard not to look away.
"Just get the hell out of here!" I gritted once I found the voice to do so.
"No." He stated blankly.
"What the hell is your problem?"
He huffed and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't like you talking to him."
"Well, I don't like talking to you either!"
His eyes flickered with hurt but he quickly hid it behind a mask of anger. "Not my problem." He glared at me before shifting his gaze back to Charlie.
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