*Mitzy's POV*
It is currently Saturday. Michael hasn't texted me ever since the day we kissed... I really hope he's ok. I don't want him mad at me. Wait... What if his aunt did something to him? Oh no! I need to see him right now.
"Mom." I say running downstairs.
"Yes Mitzy?" She replies.
"Can you take me to Michael's house please?" I ask her.
"You can go but ask your brother to take you." Mom tells me.
"Yay! Thank you." I say and hug her.
I run up to his room and knock once.
"Max can you take me to Michael's house please? Mom said I could go. She told me to ask you to take me." I ask nicely.
He groans and gets up "Fine."
"Yay! Thank you" I say and run to my room.
I grab my bag, charger, and phone.
"Mitzy hurry!!" Max yells.
I run downstairs almost tripping, and go out to his car.
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*At Michaels house*
"Wow this kid is rich." Max says shocked.
"Right." I say as he stops right infront
"Wonder what he's doing with a girl like you." He smirks.
"Heyy!" I say getting of the car.
He laughd as I close the door. I go up to the door and ring the bell.
I waited for a few until one of the maids open the door.
"Hi. Is Michael here?" I asked.
"Are you Mitzy?" The lady ask me.
"Yeah that's me." I say and she lets me in.
She takes me to Michael's room. "Here it is." She smiles.
"Thank you."
I knocked on his door and no one answered.... I turned the knob and it was open. I came in and Michael was laying on his bed. I slowly closed the door and walked towards him.
"Michael..." I say his name.
No response.
"Michael please." I say and sit down on his bed.
Once again no response.
No no no please. I don't want it to be like the day we met.
"Michael... I'm sorry. I really am." He says and I hear him start crying.
I hugged him. "Michael?"
*Michael's POV*
Mitzy was here... I didn't want her to see me. I'm a complete mess....
I started crying. I don't know why but I did.
"Michael?" Mitzy says hugging me.
I sat up and looked at ny hands. "Don't be sorry.... Nothing is your fault." I tell her.
She sits infront of me and liftes my chin up.
"Michael.... oh god." Mitzy says alarmed.
I looked back down. I didn't want her to see me.
"Michael did your aunt do that to you?!?" Mitzy yelled.
"Mitzy please stay calm. It doesn't matter." I tell her but she wouldn't listen to me.
*Mitzy's POV*
Michael's face was a mess. He was beaten up. He had a busted up, and a purple eye. That is not cool at all.
"What do you mean it doesn't matter? Michael it matters to me." I say and hug him.
"I'm so sorry.." I tell him.
"Mitzy it's not your fault." Michael says and hugs me back.
"I should have been there for you..." i tell him and wipe his tears.
"Mitzy.... You can't be there twenty four seven behind me. I get it. It's not your fault." He says...
I still feel really bad.
"What happened?" I asked him.
He sighed and told me the whole story.
He made me cry. I was crying.
"Mitzy don't cry." Michael tells me.
"I feel so sorry for you. You shouldn't be going through this. Did you tell anyone?" I ask him.
"Only you." He replies.
"Michael this is bad. This isn't going to stop till some one does something." I tell him.,
"No one can do anything." He says.
I sigh and start thinking. Someone needs to talk to that crazy lady.... I don't think anyone will do it... So I will
"Michael is your aunt home?" I ask him.
"Yeah." He says.
"Ok good." I say and storm out his room.
"Mitzy no!" Michael yells.
