Present time, Shane's Perspective
"What are you doing here?", I whisper-yelled.
"What? You don't miss me??" Michael smirked.
"Leave."
"Awwww why the rush? We have a lot to catch up on."
"Michael, leave. NOW."
"No."
Michael came up to me.
He put his hands on me- on my neck.
He was choking me.
