A Change In The Weather (Malum mpreg)

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Countless days are spent sleepless. Nothing can keep my mind off of the fact that Ruby is out there somewhere just watching me. Watching my writhe and flinch at anything and everything.  I'm slowly torturing myself, and there's nothing anybody can do about it. I'm stuck in a spotlight under everyone's gaze, unable to move or speak as I try and keep my cool while I'm out in public, where anyone can see anything that could happen.

Michael's Pov

We are currently sat on a plane, Calum's head rested on my shoulder where he's finally getting the rest he's been needing. He's always scared. Always alert. Always on edge. Its like the real Calum has slithered away into nothingness as a new "frightened bunny" Calum has reappeared. The flight ended about twenty minutes and I woke Calum up.

"Cal," I whisper, shaking his shoulder gently. "Wake up," I mumble, kissing behind his ear softly as he shuffles around, trying to hide a smile. I nuzzle my nose in his neck and kiss it softly and kitten lick over the spot. "I know you're awake." I sing and he giggles, finally opening his eyes.

"Hands down, best way I've ever been woken up in my life." he says with a yawn and sits up, stretching his arms high above his head. I hear his back popa few times and cringe, almost gagging.

"How can you stand that? It's disgusting." I shiver and he smirks, leaning over and popping his knuckles in my ear. "Stop stop!" I squeal, coving my ears with my hands and he just laughs and stands up to retrieve his carry on. Adjusting his beanie before pulling out the small bag, he glances down at mw, notices I'm staring, and sends a wink my way.

I blush and stand up, pulling my pull string bag out from being squished in its corner and put it on my back. "Let's go." I say, and begin my trek to the exit with him following closely behind me.

I get off the plane and into the terminal and notice Luke and Ashton standing by a McDonald's and go and join them.

"Hey." I say, looking up at the menu.

"Hey." they both say at the same time, then give each other weird looks and go back to looking at their phones. We order when it's our turn and go amd sit down.

"Where's Cal?" Luke asks with a mouthful of burger.

"He's right-" I turn to where he was following me earlier and my heart stops. "Not there." I gasp and drop my food, and quickly pulling out my mobile and dialing his number, (I know I deleted it, but in all honesty I have it memorized) and wait for him to answer.

"Michael," is the answer and I nearly break down right then.

"Where is he?" I squeak out, my vision already bluring with tears.

"Oh I don't know." she says in a sickeningly sweet voice and I can practically see her twirling her dark hair between her red painted nails and popping her gum like an annoying 12 year old.

"Bullshit, Ruby!" I spit and I can see Ashton and Luke's heads pop up at my words.

"Aw, you remember my name, how sweet." she coos and I get up and leave the table.

"I swear to god if you don't tell me where he is right now I'll-"

"You'll what, Michael? What could you possibly do? You see, I run this town now. Every little move you make I know about. I see you everywhere you go, I know exactly where you are right now, who you were just talking to, where you're going tonight, who you last texted." she says, listing everything off.

"How-"

"I have my people Michael." she pauses for a second before continuing. "I suggest if you ever want to see him again, you don't contact the police." she snaps and I stay quiet, waiting for something, anything to give me a hint.

"Let me talk to him." I whisper and she fakes sadness.

"Oh, darn." she huffs, "Looks like he can't come to the phone right now. Later Mikey." and then the line is dead.

Well, I just suck at picking out girlfriends dont I?

Calum's Pov

The next thing I know, there's a cloth over my mouth and everything fades away. When I reawake, I'm strapped to a padded table with some high tec thingamajig strapped to my head.

"I thought you'd never wake up." I voice says from the shadows. My eyes dart in that direction and I see a modified Ruby. Dark red lipstick, brown hair, high cheek bones, black leather outfit, bright rpgreen eyes, she looks really threatening right now, but it could be me. I stay quiet, not wanting to answer to her. I just glare. "Oh, okay. Giving me the silent treatment are we?" she says, cracking all of her knuckles on both hands. "Not very nice, Calum." she tells me, making a tsk noise and shaking her head. I scoff and roll my eyes, she should not be lecturing me on what's right and what's wrong.

"So, Calum." she begins, starting to pace around the small room. "What made you think that you could steal Michael away from me?" she asks, and I furrow my eyebrows, but again I don't speak. "Answer me!" she shouts, slamming her hand on a nearby table. When she still doesn't receive an answer, she moves to another table and turns a nob. Suddenly the head piece sends a violent shock through my body, I close my eyes and clench my teeth, waiting for it to be over.

Finally, she turns the nob back off, and I feel my heart rate excel like mad as my body rest back down on the table. "Are you ready to talk now, sweetie?" she says in that sickening tone again and I nod slowly, still feeling the pain of the electrocution stinging my body.

"Where are you headed after New York?" she asks, New York being the city the boys are currently in.

"Why don't you look yourself?" I spit and she shakes her head again, turning the nob once more, this time waiting longer than before before turning it off.

"Don't smart mouth me." she snaps as I try and regain control of my breathing. "Apologize." she orders.

"I'm sorry." I breathe, not wanting to feel the shocks again.

"For what?"

"That you can't keep a man." and I'm electrocuted again. After a while of this going on, she decides that electrocuting me isnt the right way to go and tries a different approach. My brain feels fried from all the electricity bolting through my body and I wouldn't be surprised if it was nothing but a big puddle in my head.

She twirls a knife between two of her fingers and paces around my table thoughtfully until her walkie-talkie goes off.

"Ruby?" someone asks through all of the static.

"What?" she snaps after snatching it off of her belt.

"You're needed in quadrent W." the voice says calmly and Ruby groans before stabbing the table witb the knife.

"Don't. Move." she growls ad walks out.

I can't move, dumbass.

a/n: hey

so uh don't hate me, we're just one big happy lashtongiggles loving family yep

dont hate me pls

so anyway where do youguys live? Just curious um I live in the US in Colorado yep cool