He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 15

Micky's POV

I parked the car on an open space beside the street. I was still searching for something that could tell me where he lives on his wallet. And finally, I found his driver's lisence.

After driving an hour, we have finally reached the Strawberry Village, it was cute by the way. We went through an inspection through the entrance of the village and finally found House number 8.

Among the house, it was one of those who could catch anyone's attention, it was huge, attracting as it was only made out of woods and glass, stones that stood as the walls and everything was magnificent. I was supposed to get down from the car when I noticed an old woman opening the brown wooden gate. I saw her signing to let the car in, so I stepped on the gas and drive the car into a garage which has also 2 different cars parked on it, a van and the mirage that he used when we first met. I immediately stopped the car and went out. "What happened to Micheal?", the woman walked towards the passenger's door and opened it. "Uh, the manager of the bar called me up to take him home. He was left drunk, as the manager said." I answered politely to her. "He does not get drunk usually. Thanks for taking him home." She tried to reach the buckle of the seat but she had a hard time, so I volunteered to help her. "Thank you. I'm Anita, I'm Micheal's nanny. I have been with him since he was born" she stated. "Let's take him up to his room." she asked me kindly as she helped Micheal out the car.

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After struggling with Micheal's weight as we carried him, we have finally dumped him in his bed. Literally, dump him. Anita was even giggling after letting go of Micheal. "Are you his girlfriend?" She turned to look at me while smiling. "Huh. Ahh no. I .. we go to the same school." She nodded and still giggled. "You must be Micky." she turned to the door and looked back at me. "Please take care of him for a bit. I'll be back after gatting some warm water." she smiled. How'd she know me?! Micheal and I have a lot of talking to do. Not including my need and want to tell him I'm sorry.

Micheal kinda move from his bed making his slam to the floor. "Micheal!" I reach up unto him. I carried him by his shoulder back to the bed. This man is way too heavy!! "Micky, is that you?" Micheal talked softly while his eyes were closed. "Yes. C'mon. Get back to bed." I instructed him as I pushed him back to bed. "You're here? Why?" He smirked. But I didn't answer him. Instead, I positioned him to back in bed to make him comfortable. I also took off his shoes as I saw him trying to take it off using his feet, pushing it. "Why'd you drink a lot?" I murmured sloftly, but he still was able to hear me. "Because of you." I looked up at him slowly. "Me?"  I stood up and looked at him as he tried to get up. "Yea. You." He was able to stand up and I was helping him not to trip. "Lay back." I ordered him as I was trying to keep my patience. He was holding my shoulders as support as he spoke while hitching. "You wanted me to leave, right?" He answered shortly. I shook my head. I know what he was talking about. I didn't mean to say those, I'm just too tired being pitied and be laughed at. But I regret everything. "I'm sorry." That was all I could say for now. I pushed him slowly back to his bed but he still managed to stop me and even balance himself as well. He stared and looked at me, held my cheeks and caressed it. I suddenly felt current from where he was holding me running towards every part of my body. Everything seemed to be in a slow motion. He leaned closer making me smell all the liquior he drank. But I was hesitant to let him touch me cause he was drunk. But he help my cheeks tighter that I could see the balck spots in his iris. His nose rested in mine, he slowly closed his eyes and breathe deep. His hands grabbed my waist and I couldn't help it but put my hand around his neck. I felt heat flowing through my body when his left hand traveled from my cheeks, to my nose and to my lips using his thumb. The whole time I was staring at him, his eyes were now open as he leaned closer and closer until his lips were centimeters away from my lips, one more move and he could kiss me. He leaned even closer when suddenly, "Shiittttt!!!" He threw up on me! My pink tshirt was now full of .. of.. oh shit!! I looked at Micheal with disbelief, he was now lying back on his bed. He is impossible!!

I heard the door open and I turned to look, it was Anita. "Oh God, what happened? You look like a mess, dear." I look at with a frown on my face and she giggled, she looks pretty when she smiles. She stands as tall as I was, and had bit of white hair that reached her shoulder, she also had a bit wrinkles on her face and body but she still looked gorgeous. "He threw up on me." I was conscious that my brows have already met and I was a hot mess. Damn! "Go get a shower and change you clothes.", she said as she placed a bowl of water on the small table beside Micheal's bed. "But I don't have anything to change.", she smiled at me as she sat down beside Micheal. "You can find anything from Micheal's clothes, of course you wouldn't want to go home like that, right?" I sighed. Yea. Hope my mom won't get mad if she'd knew I'm not at home. "Okay." I agreed as she smiled and nodded at me. "Micheal's shower is there." She pointed the wooden door, and so I went there. As I got inside the shower room I was amazed of how huge it was, there was a tub on the right side with a huge mirror pasted in front of the tub that you could see yourself bathing if you get in the tub. But I'm not gonna use that. On the other side was a glass door, now I'm gonna use that amazing shower of his.

I was finally out front the bathroom when I heard Anita talking with somebody over the phone. "AMY! I told you not to let her out!!" She was obviously worried. "Where did you take her?" She glanced at me. "Okay, I'll be there in a moment." She turned off the phone and glanced at me then to Micheal. "Do you need to leave?" I asked her softly, of course I was also bothered of what would be mom's reaction if she found's out I'm not at home. Anita nodded in response to my question. "Micheal's little sister princess, she was rushed to the hospital." I took a glance to Micheal who was sleeping soundly while spreading his arms and legs on his bed.

I remembered the photo I found on his wallet, he was with a cute little girl, I guess that should be Princess. I nodded back at Anita "Yea. I can stay. But please, help me explain to my mom why I'm here.", she smiled and hugged me, it was comforting. "Micheal will do all of that, for sure." She looked at me from head to toe. "I'll be leaving, go change your clothes."

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A few minutes after Anita left, I have finally decided to just wear a plain white shirt which looked like a dress on me, and a black boxer shorts which was printed with Spongebob faces. I was giggling when I saw the boxers, but of course I still wore my undies, except my bra. I thought I should also wash it, it's gross. I was about to go out from Micheal's awesome walk in cabinet when I heard him groan. "Mom, please don't leave me here. Please, I'm begging you." I ran directly towards his bed, jumped on it and tried to wake him up. Instead, as I held him, I felt like he was already burning. Shit! Yes he was!

I ran down from his room towards the kitchen, took some warm water and cleaned the towel.

As I reached back the room, he was already scrouching and hugging himself. His clothes were stinking from his previous throw up act. So I decided to take of his black leathered jacket. I took it off as carefull as I could. His muscles were really flexed and was obviously formed through work outs. His white shirt was also covered with sweat and smelled. So yes, I took it off also. He was groaning, calling his mom, princess amd even my name the whole time I was taking his clothes off. I stood to get him some clothes out of the closet and there a found a grey sando and a black boxer. But I was still undecided if I am really gonna take off his jeans. I've already seen more than enough and I am so not gonna change his jeans into boxers!

I was fidgeting away from him when I glanced and saw him unbuckle his own black belt. I gulped. Then unbutton his jeans. Unzip his zipper and pull his jeans down. Oh shiiiitt!!!!!!

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One of my fave parts ;))
Mickyl <3

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