𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 • 𝐌𝐉 ✓

𝐗𝐈𝐈

Julianna's POV

Michael lets go of me and I walk out of the water, Michael walks out as I got my clothes on. After I was finished, Michael was continuing to put on his clothes; I rub my arms, trying to warm myself up. Michael came over to me after his clothes were on, he wraps his arms around me.

"You cold?" He asked.

I nod, "It's a little chilly but I'm fine."

He looks up, "It is afternoon, right now. It should be a little chilly since it's the start of January."

He chuckled and looked at the ground, "Got everything?" Michael asked.

I look on the ground, making sure I had everything in my pockets or in Michael's bag he'd brought; I nod, "Yeah."

"Ok." I look up at Michael and wrap one of my arms around his neck then jumped as he caught me, I lean my head and hand against his chest as he started walking. Once we both got to the house, he carried into the house and upstairs into the bedroom; he puts me down, "Wanna take a shower?" He asked, taking off his backpack and leather jacket.

I nod, "Sure." I remove my shirt, walking into the bathroom; I remove my clothing then jump into the shower, Michael followed as I set the water temperature in between scorching and freezing.
Michael wraps his hands around my waist, I sigh as I let the water hit my body; he unwrapped his hands and place them on my shoulders, massaging them.

"Uhn.." I quietly moan.

"Wow, Julie; you have knots in your shoulders."

"I've been having some stress."

He stops, "Stress?" He spins me around for me to face him but I don't look at him, "What stress? You shouldn't be having stress."

"I know but I can't stop thinking about the horrible things he's done to me for a year."

"You're talkin' about Jermaine?"

I nod, "I know I shouldn't but it's hard to forget when it just past a year full of 'fun' for him," I move closer to Michael, making his hands fall off my shoulders and I place my head on his chest, "I feel like he's gonna come back and get me," I felt tears streaming down my face, "and hurt me again just for fun," Michael wrapped his arms around me and I did the same to him, "This is stupid." I say, disgusted with myself.

"It's not; you're just having a rough time. We can finish the shower and go to bed." Michael says.

I pull my head away from his chest and look at him, "Isn't it afternoon?"

"It was afternoon, we just took too long in the shower." I quietly giggle and place my head back on Michael's chest, "I don't want you to let me go."

I heard him sigh, "Let's go lay down."

Still holding me, he moves me out of the water to the exit of the shower; I walk out grabbing a towel and walking into the bedroom, Michael follows after turning off the water. He grabs himself a towel and walks to his dresser in the room; I look at him as he opened his dresser, not looking back.

I breathe and drop my towel, causing Michael to turn around and question, "Julie, what are you-"

I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck; I finally look into his eyes, "I want you to make me forget."

"Julie-"

"Please.." He quietly sighs and quickly lift up my thighs and puts me on the bed, he starts to attack my neck with kisses and I grab a fistful of his hair in my hand; Michael takes off his towel around his waist and unexpectedly thrust.

My mouth hung wide and no sound came out as he thrust at a steady pace.

I wanna forget about Jermaine, I wanna forget about my dirty brother, I wanna forget about my childhood.

I grip his back with my nails as he thrust harder, hitting my g-spot.

"Please Michael! Don't ever let me go! I wanna forget the past!"

He thrust faster, holding my waist down; I wrapped my legs around his waist, "Ah fuck~!" Michael groaned.

I grip his hair tighter and moan louder in his ear; when he started rolling his hips, "AHH!!" I was at my peak and I arch my back, letting it go; Michael lets go, shooting inside me and rubbing my hips; he kissed my shoulder and I pet his curls.

We stayed the same way for about a couple minutes then he pulled out, laying next to me and grabbing my hand; Michael wraps us up in the slightly ripped sheets and wraps his arm around me.

He kisses my shoulder, "Go to sleep; we talk tomorrow." He says, rubbing my hand with his thumb.

"Hm." I hum.

I close my eyes and try to dream happy things, like Michael and I together; hopefully, something good in our life is gonna happen.

~~~~~

I was suddenly woken up by Michael's howl in pain; I rub my eyes and turn over to see Michael. He was sweating, moaning and groaning as his nightmare continue; I start petting his head but he didn't stop whimpering or moaning.

He started shaking his head and yelling, "No no!"

I felt his hand was clenching the sheets, "Michael.." I start to shake him but he wouldn't wake up,

"Michael." I shake him harder. He kept screaming my name and telling me to not die; I saw tears leave his closed eyes.

I crawl on top of him, shaking him as hard as I can, "Michael! Wake up! It's not real!"

"Julianna!!"