I close my eyes tightly and squeeze Michael into a hug.
"You know we're gonna continue hurting each other no matter how strong our love is, right?" I say.
"I know. But, I don't want to. I love you. Every time I see you hurt, I die inside. I can't continue on hurting you. I love you." Michael kisses my forehead. I'm too ashamed to look at him. I don't think I'll ever be able to again.
"Madi, say something."
"I'm too ashamed to say anything. I don't deserve you or your love. I don't deserve love. Blake proved that." A few tears escape my eyes. Eventually, I'm fully crying. "I'm so sorry, Michael."
"Shh, no. I love you." Michael holds me closer and tighter. "I love you."
"I cheated on you with Blake."
Michael's words stop and suddenly he's still.
"B-Blake."
"I'm so sorry."
"What happened that night?"
"I don't wanna talk about it. I'm just sorry." I bury my face in his chest, crying harder.
"Madi, tell me everything." Mikey forces my head up.
Sighing, I say, "Blake...ab-abused m-me.."
"What, the hell. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I couldn't. I didn't want you to hate me."
"I wouldn't hate you. Yes, I'm angry at you. But I want to beat the fucking life out of Blake." Michael's voice becomes stern and his muscles tense.
"I'm okay, I really am." I smile, forcefully.
"No, you're not. I'm gonna give that bastard a taste of his own medicine." Michael heads for the door. I try to stop him, but it's no use.
"Michael," I follow him out the door, barefoot. The same cops that had gave Calum a ticket are making their way to Michael and I. I don't stop, though. I continue to follow Michael.
"Damnit, Michael. Stop. I don't want you to fight him. I want you to love me." I stop once Michael turns the corner. I find myself sitting on the road, knees to chest, crying.
Michael must've turned and came back because he sits beside me, wrapping arms around me.
"I'm sorry, Madi. I just don't want him to hurt you. What he's done is a lot worse than what I've done. He needs the life beat out of him."
"I don't want you to go to jail and ruin your career because of me. I'm okay. I promise."
"Madi, you'll never get over him doing that. When did it start?"
I don't answer. I can't.
"Madison."
"Year nine. I wouldn't sleep with him, and he slapped..m...me acr-across the face." My eyes sting as I remember it all. "He'd-he'd pull my hair and c-call me an ugly.."
"Ugly what?"
"Bitch. It got worse. Remember those nights when I'd stay away from your house?"
"Yeah.."
"Those were the nights I thought I was dying. I was covered head to toe in bruises."
"Madi, you lived with your parents. How'd you hide it from them? From me?"
"Makeup. I'm so sorry." I cry harder as his grip becomes more comforting.
"It's okay. I'll never lay one hurtful finger on you." He means it.
"I know." I do.
"I love you, Madison."
"I love you, too."
Days like these are when I love him the most.
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