Forever Alone... Or Not

Chapter 6

POV: Micheal

Warnings: sexual content, panic attacks

"I'm okay, Sariha." I batted away Sarihas hands from me as I walked out of the hospital. I'm finally getting out after fucking forever. "I've been in there for forever." The others behind me chuckle.

"You've only been here for two weeks since you woke up and it's been like a month since you got here." Nicco says sarcastically.

"Still too long for me." I muttered and walked out the door. I breathed in a deep breath and let it out with an 'ahh'. I shook out my body and continued to Niccos car. He ran in front of me and opened the passenger door. Then he bowed.

"Let's get you home, Your Majesty." he laughed as I scowled at him but I got in anyway.

"Damn right. You're my mother fucking peasant bow down in my almighty presence bitch!" I joked back and he dramatically feel to the ground and started praising me. "Damn right bitch." I stuck ,my leg out the open door and stepped on his shoulder.

"How can I be graced with your almighty foot my lord. I don't deserve it so." He gasped out and kissed my ankle then up my calf. He sent me a dirty look with a wink. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks.

"And that's all your poor ass gets!" I yelled and pulled my foot away. "Now get in the fucking car and take me to my castle." I laid back in my seat and waited for him to get in. Nicco got in and turned the key to start the car. I rolled down my window to say something to Sariha. She came up and leaned against the car. "Don't have sex in the hospital." I said with a small smirk and a wink. She got flustered and walked away. Me, Nicco and Bethany were laughing very loudly. After a few more laughs, Bethany waved and took a pouting Sariha inside. Nicco pulled out of the driveway and I gave him the directions to my house. We sat in comfortable silence. But of course, his dumb ass has to ruin it. He grabbed my hand and placed a kiss on it. I felt the heat on my whole face as he continued to leave trails of kisses along my arm. I tried to pull away but he held me. "Focus on the road dumb ass." I yelled out and turned in my seat trying to get him to let go. " Let me goooo!"

"Never." He placed our conjoined hands on his thigh as he focused on the road again. I let out a loud sigh and let him hold my hand. We sat in silence for a few more minutes before he pulled into the driveway. I breathed in a large breath as memories past by in my head. All the pain and the torture from someone I used to love. Someone I used to trust. Someone who loved me back. Unknowingly I scratched my arms, drawing blood. Needing to feel other pain, needing to block out all the horrible thoughts that haunted my entire being. I am worthless. I am nothing. Im a fag. I don't deserve love. I need to die. NO, I want to die.

"-cheal, MICHEAL! Hey,". There is Nicco. Handsome Nicco. His face twisted with worry-and something else. I felt his hands on my cheeks wiping away the river of tears. Clutching his shirt I sobbed into his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to his lap. Both of his hands tracing circles on my back, trying to calm me down. "Hey, im here. You're okay, No one's gonna hurt you." there was some strain in his voice as he put one of his hands on my head and continued comforting me. As time went by, all the memories of my dad and everything else went away. All I felt was the warmness from Nicco. The shivers and sparks that ran through my body because of his touch.

"T-thank you." I whispered. He pulled my head up so I was looking right at him. Our faces so close our noses almost touched. He wore a bright smile and looked at me lovingly.

"Anything for you honey." He leaned in and put our foreheads together. He pulled me into a tight hug. I was squished against him and it was awesome. We stayed like that until he put me back in my seat and started driving.