❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

∴♡All For Love(Bad Era) - Part Four♡∴

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Hopefully this goes well and hopefully you enjoy!

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As you remain seated on the kitchen bench, waiting for Michael to return from outside - you smile widely as your legs swing elegantly and think about how lucky you are to have such a man that loves you so.

Maybe your heart is beginning to open up after all. You're feeling emotions that you didn't necessarily know existed before.

Just as you begin to let your mind wander to the image of the man you love, the front door opens hastily - startling you slightly as it swings open to reveal Michael; looking rather pale.

He practically staggers into the room as he weakly shuts the large door behind him, his eyes avoiding yours as they tear up a little.

"Michael?" you frown a little. "Are you okay?" you question softly, bringing his eyes up to look at you.

"(Y/N)..." he breathes shakily, walking up to you slowly until he is standing between your legs. "I...I need to tell you something," he whispers nervously - placing his large hand on your thigh.

"Tell me," you smile subtly, so as to encourage him - bringing your hand up to his face and caressing his face.

"I - you'll leave me (Y/N)," he shakes his head. "If I tell you, you'll leave me," 

"Michael," you say whilst looking into his eyes intently. "I will never leave you. I love you," 

"What I've done is..horrible," he whispers sadly, his eyes looking back into yours with pure sadness. "Unforgivable," 

Your heart begins to race a little upon hearing his words. The thought that Michael could be capable of something felonious but irrespective, you were going to make the effort to understand him as best you could.

"Baby.." you flash a warm smile before kissing his lips softly. "I won't leave you, I promise," you whisper against his lips. "Tell me,"

As you pull away faintly to look into his beautiful brown eyes again, you see him take in a deep breath before swallowing nervously.

"(Y/N)...." he begins hesitantly. "Those nightmares.." he continues quietly.

"What about them?" you respond softly.

"They...were because of me," he sighs, making your eyes widen ever so slightly.

"What?" you shake your head a little.

"Yes (Y/N). They were because of me," he confesses shamefully.

"What are you talking about?" you furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

"I'd been giving you water that had been laced with a dark spell," he grimaces noticeably. "That's what gave you the nightmares. (Y/N)-"

"What?!" you exclaim, pushing him away from you as you detach yourself from the kitchen bench - standing on your feet. "Why would you do that?!"

"No..wait, please...listen," he shakes his head, his eyes beginning to tear up again. "Sophia...she'd asked me to do it. She was jealous of you and-"