"Wakey wakey " he said while pouring a bucket of ice water on my body.
Why did I choose to live here again? Oh that's right I didn't.
"What the f-" before I could finish I saw a body run towards the bed. I hid under the covers.
I felt hands on the side of my hips.
"Ahahahahahah. Michael stop you know I hate being tickled."
He gets up and starts laughing. "Did you really have to pour fucking cold water on me? "
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Because I love you. "
"You have a weird way in showing it"
He lays down next to me on the bed. " look I know you don't like it here but you have to stay. Your parents are gone and I made a promise to take care of you. I know it doesn't look like I am, but if you think about it I Am. "
Michael gets up and grabs my hands to help me out the bed. " Go get ready. We're going out in a bit . "
"Where?" I ask.
" just get ready. "
A/n new story. I'm sorry I'm not continuing my other stories . please vote and comment.
