Blame it on me
Summary: You're arguing with him and accidentally say something really fucked up
(this one's gonna be short, sorry)
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"Just because people say you're the anti-christ doesn't mean you have to act like an actual fucking devil!" You snap at your boyfriend. "It's in my nature y/n, I try to be good for you but I can't! I can't help it! You know that!" He yells back. "Cut the crap Michael. You do all that demonic shit because you love it. Because it makes you feel powerful; and i'm sorry but that's fucking pathetic!" You shout, stopping and taking a deep breathe to try and calm yourself down.
"It's like you want to put the blame on me" You hear him mutter, but you merely scoff at him, keeping your eyes on the wall behind him. "y/n you can't keep blaming me for everything that goes wrong in your life" Michael sighs. "Why not?! My life went downhill the moment you appeared!" You holler at him, before realising what you had just said. "I-I'm sorry Michael I didn't mean it like that" You quickly apologise. "Like that? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He snaps defensively.
As you open your mouth to speak, he cuts you off; "I'm tired of you always making me the villain y/n" He speaks lowly, and for the first time in what seems like forever, you shift your eyes to look at him- immediately noticing his watery eyes. "Baby" You whisper as you step closer to him, but he looks away. "Maybe I was wrong" He sniffs, trying to stop himself from crying. "Maybe I was too invested in the idea of you, that I didn't realise what an actual relationship with you would mean" He continues, refusing to look at you.
"Face it y/n, you don't love me like I love you" He states, slowly moving his head to look at you. "What are you talking about Michael? I do love you!" You cry, but he just shakes his head. "You fell in love with another version of me; but that Michael is long gone and trust me when I say this y/n- you have to move on. Because I'm not him anymore, I'm not that person you fell in love with"
