"Michael?" I asked, taking a wild guess.
"Bailey!" He yelled excitedly.
He wrapped his long arms around me and pulled me in for a tight hug.
I froze, not knowing what to do.
I didn't actually know what to do, I mean, I don't know him.
Was I suppose to hug him back?
I guess he felt the tension is my body, because he released me and gave me an apologetic smile.
"Sorry," He mumbled.
"It's ok," I said quietly.
We stood in an awkward silence for a moment.
"Oh, come in, come in," Michael said moving aside.
I took a few hesitant steps inside and Michael shut the door behind us.
Inside was warm and nice looking.
Everything was made of marble and was shiny and clean.
I turned and faced Michael.
"I heard you were kidnapped by Luke," He said. "I sent Ashton to come and get you, where is he?"
I bit my lip and stayed silent.
"Bailey," Michael said cautiously. "How did you escape?"
I met his green eyes and fiddled my fingers.
"I walked out the front door," I said honestly.
"And Ashton?" He asked slowly.
Something in his voice was changing.
I could hear that he was worried.
"Being held in my room and guarded by two Hellhounds," I said sheepishly.
Michaels eyes widened.
"What, why," Michael started pacing and muttering under his breath.
Then he stopped, took a deep breath, and then faced me.
"Ok, I will worry about him later," He said. "Luke won't kill him."
My heart dropped at those words, even though they were technically good news.
Just cause Luke won't kill Ash doesn't mean he wouldn't torture him.
"Ok, how do you know about me?" Michael asked me.
"I have a block in my mind," I said ignoring his question.
"Yeah, I know, I put it there," He said.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Wait, no, Luke put it there," I said slowly.
He shook his head.
"No, I put it there," He replied. "I put it there before sending you up to Earth."
My head started spinning.
What Ashton has told me, what Luke has told me, and what I'm getting from Michael, it's all different yet the same.
I just want the truth!
I sighed.
"I just want the truth," I said weakly, voicing my thoughts.
Michael came up next to me and gently placed his hand on my lower back.
"Ok, come to my study, I'll tell you everything," He said leading me down a hall to the left.
How do I know I'll get the truth from him?
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