||Priority|| (Michael Mell x Reader) [Be More Chill]

||Chapter Eight|| {Part Two}

You looked at Michael.

He looked scared.

Seeing him like that, you felt a pang in your heart.

"I'll stay." You said quietly.

"Great! Let me go get some more tea." You aunt happily went into the kitchen.

She left you two alone after that, and went into another room.

"What happened?" You asked, setting your crutches against a wall and sitting down.

"I-I don't know what came over me." He was trembling.

"But... Why?" You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

Michael sat silent.

"Didn't you guys use to be the best of friends..? Why would you even—"
"Because of you!"
"What...?"

This didn't make any sense.

It was your fault that Jeremy got hurt?

What did you do wrong?

You felt tears slip down your face without warning.

"No- I'm sorry-" Michael quickly pleaded.

"I don't understand." Your voice was wavering.

"You don't have to understand! I just want you to know... that.." He tensed up and looked down.

"What?" You asked.

"It's nothing." He said coldly.

You frowned.

"....What now?" You asked quietly, looking down.

Michael mumbled something.

"What?"
"My, uh, Switch is charged."
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You and Michael made a deal.

Just this one time, you put the incident aside. You forgave him.

He promised not to do it again.

The next day at school, Michael didn't go.

Jeremy didn't either.

Michael was suspended, and Jeremy was healing his face and stuff.

You walked through the halls.

Turning a corner, you felt arms push you down.

Your crutches crashed and your body crumbled to the tiled floor of the school.

"Where were you last night?" A sharp demand cut into you.

You stood silent, and gritted your teeth from the pain in your leg.

"Listen, bitch. I told you to stay away from him." Chloe growled.

She kicked you hard in the leg.

"Strike one."