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When we finally got home from the woods that Michael brought me to, it was hard to stop thinking about the things he had said

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When we finally got home from the woods that Michael brought me to, it was hard to stop thinking about the things he had said.  I didn't know if I should be grateful that the vanished Satan from my body or if I should be scared that he was the Antichrist, but I did know that,
he felt that fire too..

I looked down at my wrists and saw a scar from  when I used to play in the those same woods, years ago, but Michael had cut wounds deep to kill with the knife and they healed in a few minutes..
He is probably sitting up there, in my attic, feeling like nothing special just happened while I am here anxious as hell.
Agh

My phone started to ring and I walked over to my dresser to answer.
Unknown.. hm.

"Yes, Hello. This is Luci"

"Oh hey, this is Luke from the diner"

I had forgotten about my friends, they were probably worried.

"Hi Luke! I apologize for being a part of Michaels drama scene tonight" I said and laughed a bit but not too loud since walls here are thin.

"Don't worry about it. I just wanted to check in with you"

"Thanks Luke. How did you get my number, by the way?"

"I asked Jake"

"Okay"
I thought about for a while before realizing that Jake only has my old number.. Something wasn't right about this guy.
But he seems nice though.

"I also wanted to ask if you are coming to Jakes party next Friday"

"Um. I will think about it"

"Okay, I hope to see you there then Luci", he answered before hanging up.

Without over analyzing how Luke had gotten my number I tried to cuddle up in bed because it was late. After a while of turning from the left side to the right and from the right side to the left I decided I could not sleep.

Carefully, I stared walking up the stairs, past my moms room and up to the attic.
This time I knocked.
Michael opened the door and looked at me with confused eyes.

"What is it Luci?"

"Can't sleep.."

He sighed and showed me with his hands to some in.

"Thanks"

Michael sat down in the sofa and turned on the small but amusing tv. I walked over to him and sat down with a warm blanket wrapped around myself.

"Want to watch a movie?", he asked and I nodded.

The bright light from the screen burned in my eyes so I closed them and rested my head on Michales shoulder.
Soon my body started to feel heavy and safe.

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