18 parts Ongoing MatureThe sick that had been clawing its way up Mikes throat dropped with a sudden jolt of fear that felt like a cold hand tying a painful knot in his stomach, making him feel queasy and paralyzed.
A cool end of a pistol was placed at the bottom of his spine, slowly trailing it way up to upper back. His breath increased rapidly. Lips gently pressed against his ear and spoke rasping -
'Don't try anything like that again, you got that'
or
based off " believe me", purely to spread awareness! but with mike as the victim and showing how much things can change in a matter of seconds....
this ofc will not be exactly accurate to the story and everyone is alive in this fic and mike has just turned 15 so in between s3 and s4 .
Please let me know of any improvements or suggestions.