Sinful

Occult

We were still on the couch, my head resting on Michael's chest and he surrounded me with one of his arms, the sound from the fireplace was the only thing we could hear aside from our breathing.

Even if Michael wouldn't tell all about us I was more comfortable with him now, and he made me forget all the mess about me not knowing any real family.

"You think that my real mother didn't want me and that's how I ended with my 'parents'?" I asked Michael while tracing imaginary patterns on his chest.

"I think that she had a reason, and if she didn't wanted you then she was the biggest fool" He answered while he softly brushed my hair with his fingers.

"I'm alone... we'll given the facts I've always been alone" I told him

"I used to be alone too, but then I found an amazing woman who took care of me, and I knew you" 

"You at least had someone who looked after you" I said while looking him in the eyes, he looked like he was about to tell me something but then decided better not to do it. Probably it was about me, from the past.

"Don't worry, you don't need anybody. You've always been strong and now you have me" was Michael's answer. This was unusual of him, being so soft and careful with me. I wondered if maybe in the past this was normal for us, but I didn't know him, the only thing I had to compare him was his behaviour around everyone else, and with at the beginning. Arrogant, superior, manipulator, cunning, attractive... he was many things, but I never thought he'll be as calm as now.

"You remind me of the way I was before, you remind me of a time where I was happy but also confused, and you helped me. That's why I feel so guilty for wh-. I feel guilty when I am mean to you"

"What were you going to say before?"

"Nothing" I knew he wasn't gonna tell so I just forgot it.

"So.... are we dating or are we just gonna casually fuck every now and then?" I asked him trying to contain my laugh.

"Diza! Since when are you like this?" he said covering his now red face, considering how Michael behaved all the time I didn't imagine him to be blushing.

"I'm joking I'm joking... we don't need to define this but, maybe someday... I'll like to know what this is. When you are finally honest with me, and I can decide whether or not something should happen." 

"It's fair... but we can still do something if you want" he said giving a suggestive look and now it was my time to blush while he laughed at me.

"Why did you bring me Michael? just because we knew each other before?"

"Yes and no"

"explain"

"You ARE powerful, and I'll need some of your gifts to help me finish my plan. And before you ask me you already know what it is, well you knew but I think this new version of you is not ready to hear it"

"How could I agree to something I wouldn't agree now?"

"Let's just say for the moment that you were... a little reckless before... if that's how you'll like to see it"

"Well then why don't you tell me? I'm still the same person, I may agree"

"You won't, not until you remember other things and understand the purpose of all of this" He just kept giving me excuses so I threw a pillow at him.

"If you aren't going to tell me then just close your mouth" I said sticking my tongue out.

Let's just say that no matter how 'soft' Michael was he was still Michael... and he wouldn't tolerate being treated like that. So he didn't threw just one pillow at me, but three, right in the face.