Akeilia POV

"So that's it". Michael finished. I couldn't believe it. Michael told me a little about what happened while I was in coma.

"So you seriously don't remember being in pain?" My head was laying on his chest. We turned off the bright lights, so it was just a few lamps on. It gave the room an orange and black reflexion. It felt nice. We could still see each other faces and body parts. Michael was just in his boxer and I was in my mesh nightgown.

I was in my last month for delivery. Just a few days away I was told. I was also told that I woke up a couple weeks after that psycho almost murdered me in cold blood.

"I'm not sure. I don't think anyone really remembers anything after they woke up from coma. Besides I thought you mentioned the part where I was given pain killers throughout".

"Oh yeah. I'm so stupid".

"Congrats you just found out". He chuckled and I giggled.

There was silence for a while until Michael broke it.

"I thought you would've avoided me after you woke up. I was so depressed".

"I should've. But what's the point? Stacy was the one hunting us and now that she's out of the way we should be living normal lives. The one we should've been living a long time ago. I know you love me Michael. Your not perfect I get it. But I don't wanna be away from you. Ever". He kissed the top of my head. I missed that, very much.

"Never". He uttered.

My leg was damaged badly and was taking it's time to heel. I could walk but not so much perfect and I couldn't stand for too long either. Scar for life. But it wasn't for nothing.

The slice on my belly was not so much heeled either. Not to the point where I would've been strong enough to pushed my babies out without it reopening. Even though the doctor thought that I could, everyone didn't want me to risk it even Michael, so I'd have to do C-section, plus live on pain killers until the wound was completely better and be careful not to accidentally reopened the wound, but I doubt that.

I didn't want C-section. I preferred to push, but what could I do? It was better than dying or my babies. Michael made the right decision. Even if I remembered each and every bit of pain I'd still be happy.... Naah, not really I'd be furious! ....but at first.

There was supposed to be a baby shower tomorrow. I didn't want to. Even if I did it should've been when my tummy was younger. At least 5 months or so. Why so late when I was so close and could barely walk? But Michael and everybody else insisted, so I decided, why not then?

"I saw what you did".

"Huh?"

"When you purposely forced that chair backwards after her hand went up with that knife. If you hadn't done that, you or my babies would've been dead. Or worst both. If only I'd shoot to kill, but I wanted to make her suffer first. I'm sorry babe". That hurt like crazy. Luckily I didn't broke anything and I wouldn't suffer from back pain furthermore.

"Yes you should be. But I'm not gonna play the blame game here. Yes I got extremely hurt and could've died...but I'm moving on and you should too. So please stop blaming yourself. It irritates me". I heard him sigh.

"Akeilia there are some things I need you to know". That one caught me by surprise. What was there about Michael that I didn't know?

"I'm listening".

"First thing...I'm A ah...what you'll call a genius". I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"Of course you are. Don't make me laugh Michael it hurts. The wound remember". I can't laugh too hard that strained the wound.

He was quiet. I frowned. Was he serious?

"Babe...I'm serious". Um.

"Well...how do you mean?" That was new. I had no idea what he was talking about. I mean, I know what a genius is but in what way.

"Do you remember the first day I had dinner with you? That time you were sixteen?" I thought about it. It was the day he came for a meeting at John's house.

"Yes I do". I waited to hear what next.

"I said my age then I said that I was the CEO of DEALS. I was nineteen at the time. No one should be a CEO at such a young age". I frowned.

"You know, comes to think of it, I did thought about it at the time. But I quickly shook it off because I didn't wanna think about you".

"Hmm somebody had a crush on me at that time". I rolled my eyes.

"Hmm nnnot really, I just didn't trust you". A smile was formed on my face.

"Well thank you very much".

"What? You had almost killed me. You told me to wait for you to park your car. Then you showed up at the house-".

"You mean the night you ran like I was a serial killer? Oh I remembered that quite well". He chuckled.

"Of course I didn't know who you are. Plus I couldn't trust you after everything I'd been through. Then I thought you and John was close so...".

"Ohw".

So he got the idea.

"I understand. I couldn't blame you". He added.

"Before what John did to me, I didn't understand anything about men and all that stuff. Mom tried to hide everything about it from me and so did Monique. She wasn't a virgin but she never talked about her experience. I spoke to boys but I wasn't friends with them. God. I can't believe I just remembered the first time you made me cum. I didn't even know what it was. Sixteen and didn't know anything about sex. I loved you and I didn't even know it". Michael chuckled. The thought of it made me felt stupid.

"I'm speechless there". He commented.

"I barely even know you then".

"That didn't matter to me". He replied. I swallowed.

"Can you recall the time you realized you were in love with me. And don't tell me it was from the first time you saw me. That's just too freaking cliche". He chuckled.

"I wasn't going to say that". After a moment he sighed.

"I realized I was more in love with you the time your thighs was exposed and Leon saw. So much jealousy and anger rushed through my body I couldn't explain and I couldn't let him look any longer. He was a sneaky bugger. I hated it". Instantly a lump formed at my throat and I swallowed. My smile also fell, but I smiled again soon. I hated it too.

"R-Really? I thought it would've been from the moment we shared".

"Akeilia sex isn't the reason I fell in love with you. Well, the little I did to you. There are variety of reasons why I was falling in love with you at the time and still do. Even though at the time you weren't yourself sometimes". I know. At that time I disrespected mom and uncle Nathan. And I said a few other things.

Gosh thinking back on it now I really wasn't ready for sex.

"Thank you Michael".

"Don't mention it buddy". I slapped his chest.

He laughed while I found just little humor in it. I was being serious.

"I was just kidding. Ok baby why did I earn a thank you". Plenty of reasons Michael.

"For not taking advantage of me back then. I begged you to have sex with me, quarreled with you, malice you, but you still didn't, because unlike any other guys, you knew I wasn't ready. And thinking back on it now of how you might have felt, I know you wanted to".

"Very badly". I laughed. I held my belly.
The way he answered sounded hilarious. I couldn't help it.

He rested his hand on mine. The one on my belly. After a little while I calmed. Tingles ran through my body from his touch. He melted my heart with the way he treats me like a husband that was deeply in love with his wife would.

"I took cold showers. I even...you know, multiple times. I was good wasn't I?"

"Yeah you was".

"Because now I'm gonna take it whenever I want. Gonna make you scream my name so-".

"Shut up gosh. Cocky bastard". There was moment of silence for a while again. Until Michael broke it once more.

"I was there for you and I'll always be here for you".

"I know".

I was happy. I wasn't in the best of condition but I was very happy.

"Back to the part where your a genius. How long did you stayed in college?"

"Not long. I did some studying otherwise. I basically knew everything already. My lecturers would get tired of me. One questions I got from all of them was if I wanted to teach the class. I already knew all the answers and sometimes I even corrected them when they made a mistake. I told father there was no point continuing. I convinced him. He didn't know what was happening to me, neither did I. I mean I also skipped a couple grades but that was different. Dad convinced them to let me graduate. The lecturers were more than happy to help him because they really wanted to get rid of me. So when the seniors were graduating I graduated with them. I was given many awards. I can show you them when we visit the mansion". Wow- uh.

"Um hm". I uttered. He shuffled a bit.

"What?"

"I ah. Already saw them. Eva showed them to me. The only part I didn't know was that your a genius".

"What? No. I wanted to be the first to show you. Mom is in so much trouble".

"Then you should've showed me the first day. Please don't say anything to your mother. She told me not to say anything to you". He sighed.

"Michael it really doesn't matter who showed me first. They're all yours".

"Yeah..I guess your right".

"Ahh Michael. May I ask how high is your IQ?"

"Father didn't understand why I was like that. He brought me to do some tests. I remembered the exact words the doctor told him. 'I think you've got a genius on your hands Mr Perry. Your son IQ is a hundred and sixty two percent'. It was kind of why I was able to know where you were even though I had a hard time doing so because I couldn't focus. I mean I got a lil help from Jennifer, but somehow I just knew where you were. Not everyone could've done that". Wow. No wonder he was so extremely perceptive. Nothing really missed Michael eyes.

Jennifer.

She disappeared. I had no idea where she was. I called her and she said that she didn't need to be in my life anymore. I hadn't got through to her since. Was it a mission for her to save my life? I had so many questions to ask her but I had to let it be.

I left her a voice message about what happened to Leon. That he was ok. I didn't know why I sent her that message. But maybe due to the fact that he was shot more than eleven times without any damaged organ. I didn't asked her if she knew anything about it. I just told her what happened.

"It also... didn't take me long to figure out what you and Lenoy was doing. Even though I wasn't sure-". My eyes dilated.

"You seriously had to go back there? Plus you meant the guy you paid to hid the fact that you took advantage of me?"

"But I was convinced when you came back with your lipstick missing. Lame excuse by the way".

"And.. he ignored me". Bastard. He wanna get me upset. Well so will I.

"Michael..any sensible human being would've figured that out. It wasn't any genius instinct. Besides I doubt your even a genius".

"Oh really? Well I guess a sensible human being would've also known how to hack a well secured security system". I thought he had someone hacked it. Think of something fast Akeilia.

"Pfft. Not that secure". He laughed. Ok so that didn't make sense. I was lame at trying to get him upset. He still ignored the part where I said the guy he paid to hid the fact that he took advantage of me. I didn't think I blamed Lenoy. He had already lost me and Michael was powerful enough to left him jobless for the rest of his life. Besides he knew Michael loved me and I loved him, so he weren't really cruel to me for hiding it and it wasn't his job to tell me what Michael did.

He was doing great by the way. Michael kept his promise to him. He was now engaged to the same girl he brought to the estate on Christmas. He told me she was expecting. I was happy for him. It looked like he had gotten over me. That's a good thing.

"Even though Stacy hired someone to hack your system doesn't mean it wasn't that secure. The guy who did it was a professional". I didn't tell him that Stacy was the one who stole my money.

"Did Stacy tell you that she was the one whole took my money?"

"It wasn't hard to figure out after I met Jennifer. She had no motive". I didn't believe it was Jennifer.

"And how did you know Stacy hired someone if she didn't tell you".

"I just did besides, Stacy didn't know anything about hacking".

"She could've learned over the years you'd broken up". He laughed.

"Trust me she wouldn't have been patient enough. She could buy and pay her way through anything. Why do you think she'd do that? She wasn't even patient enough to finish college. I mentioned one point in the past where I said she'd finished college but that wasn't true. After I graduated Stacy just stopped. I was a year older than she was. She was eighteen when she stopped. And she only had couple years left before she graduated". Oh boy. I just didn't get why Michael stayed with her. Well I kinda does. He preffered to give second chances to see if anything would've changed, but I knew he knew she wouldn't. His way of doing things was also why I knew he wouldn't leave me for anything in this world. And I knew I wouldn't do anything as bad as Stacy for him to give up on me.

"It was only a matter of time before we broke up. It didn't frightened me and I didn't regret it".

"I understand". I didn't wanna talk about Stacy anymore, so I kept silent and so did he for a while.

"How did you ended up working for John?"

"Online".

"Ohw".

I kept thinking about our babies. Are they gonna go through the same things we did, like people hunting them and stuff?

"I don't want our babies to go through the things we did".

"Not even over my dead body. Our children will grow up to be the persons they wanna be and we'll be right there to protect them".

"Yes that's one. But won't there always be people who are gonna want to hurt us? Worst our children? How can we stop that? You know what they say, you can't catch Harry, you catch the shirt".

"We're gonna protect our family as much as possible. Let's just think positive that we'll live the rest of our lives how we want it, like not running from anything. I know your worried. Please don't be".

"I can't really stop myself from being worried, but I'll try my best to worry less".

"I prefer you don't worry at all, but I think that's good enough".

"I'm sure I won't worry everyday and I won't stress you about it". I grinned even though he couldn't see it.

"You? Whenever you stress you always make sure I'm down the same road. You won't stop nagging".

"That's because I want comfort. I'm sure you know that". Because he always calmed me. Verbally and sexually. He knew me too well.

"It shouldn't have took me five years later to finally tell you how I really feel".

"That's my fault and you know it. You tried talking to me but I pushed you away over and over again".

"But maybe if I'd told you instead running off after you cuss me things would've been better".

"Should've been, would've been, could've been..there all the same nonsense. This is how it's supposed to be. We went through a lot and it made our bond stronger. Things will be better for us from now on. So let's not talk about that please".

"Your right".

And there was silence again.

"When I first saw you in John's office... I suspected him after doing the calculations. If someone had done that to you it would've most likely for him to take you to the hospital instead of having you there. I knew it was him, but somehow I refused to think about it. Maybe it was because I thought he weren't that type of person. But after I got home and couldn't see any other possible reason why someone would've done that to you and he kept you there, I convinced myself". I frowned after I remembered that same day.

"Michael. So if somehow you knew it was him...why were you leaving me? Why did you turn your back on me? You saw the condition I was in wasn't it heartbreaking enough? He would've done worst to me especially for leaving that bathroom having you see me. Why did you turn your back! You were gonna walk out that door. I w-was the one who call you b-".

Anger took over my voice and I was beginning to tremble from it, but Michael cut me off.

"Stop torturing yourself!" He whisper yelled. I felt him tense beneath me.

"I wasn't going to leave you. While I was walking towards the door I thought about the fact that he wanted me to leave you there. You were hurt and he wanted me to f*cking leave you there. That was what I was repeating continuously in my mind. I was gonna took a U-turn, walked right back up to him and gave him the beating of his life, But you called me just a little before that. I was a bit startled". I remembered that time. So he wasn't surprised, I just broke him from thought.

"I saw the look he gave you. The one that said 'talk or I'll kill you'. How stupid did he thought I was? I just didn't wanna believe it as I said before. But I made certain to take you from there. 'She came in here like this today, I asked her to tell me what transpired but she wouldn't speak' f*ck and he didn't even call the police or anything?" He remembered his exact words. It was almost six years ago and he remembered his exact words. Wow.

But as for me, I forgot nothing he'd ever said after he molested me. But it wasn't something I thought about too often anymore. Of course memories flashed back but I wasn't traumatized anymore. Don't know how but I wasn't.

"I was also observing your expressions. You were angry, but afraid. Heck I even saw when he told you to lie to me. With his expression of course. You didn't even know what to say. The bastard got angry when he realized that I was catching on to him. It made me angry...". There was silence afterwards.

I shut my eyes. I blinked back tears. I wasn't gonna cry about it anymore. But the tears escaped anyways because I realized how lucky I was to have Michael popped up in my life. I wouldn't wanna imagine what would've happened to me if he didn't.

"That day was also when I realized how stubborn and independent you were. Even in pain you didn't want me to carry you". He chuckled. It made me smile too. I am aren't I?

But he still eventually carried me.

"I saw the lie on that bastard face from the office... I know it was stupid of me not to convince myself at the time, but I wasn't stupid enough to leave you there. Baby I'm not sure if you know this yet but I spent a long time searching for you". I scrunched my eyebrows.

"What? What do you mean?"

"Your father told mine to protect you of anything should happen to him. When you moved away my parents didn't know where you were. I also found out that where you lived wasn't the only place you lived". I don't think I remembered that.

"Mom never talked about any other place we resided. I don't have any memories of any other place". Wait. Maybe I do.

"He moved you guys around a lot that's why you were difficult to find. It seemed as if he was tired of moving so he just, stopped there".

"I remembered that I used to attend private schools". Heck I think I did moved around a lot. How could I forgotten that? I lived at the last house for years, maybe that was why the memories of the others were so vague. Or maybe I just blocked it out.

"But once you reached high school you'd grown out of sight. Well even before that. And he knew. I knew that I found you the moment I heard your name that day at the dining table. And that shit for a man couldn't stop me from being there for you. I may not had known your beautiful face, but your name never left my mind. That was why I kept coming back to you. At the restaurant, at your home after Stacy disrespected you. Somehow I also ended up in John's office at the time you were there... I was meant to be in your life K-bear. The incident on the street. When I went to that house for the meeting that day. I really didn't know you lived there. I also didn't like the way John treated Nicole. I was certain she told us the dinner will soon be ready but he ran her out after she entered the office. I mean, who the f*ck does that". John.

That was why mom came down crying. I tried to comfort her but she didn't tell me what happened, but I knew it was something John did. Now I found out what had happened. It never really occurred to me to ask Michael.

"I thought I saw concern in your eyes there for a second, but I couldn't analyze it any longer. I was too depressed plus trying to comfort my mother. Michael...you don't know how happy and grateful I am for you".

"Oh yes, I know. It's the same way I feel about you. I love you..so so very much".

"I would die for you".

"And I'd give up all I have for you and my children". I laughed after he said that.

"It won't come to that darling". I answered back and he chuckled.

"I realized something else just now".

"Oh yeah? And what is that?" I asked in curiosity.

"You've moved on. You would've just told me you didn't wanna talk about it, but you did without cutting me off. Your not even angry. Your strong, brave. Your just great. Your so great. I'm proud of the woman you've become. I'm happy, so so happy for you". I shut my eyes a little while before opening them.

"I know better Michael. I've seen it in the movies and heard about it in reality where young girls were molested by all types of men. Father's, brothers, uncle's you name it. Some were traumatized for life. Some turned prostitutes. Then there were the few who got back on their feet, some turned guidance counselors, some even became motivational speakers. My self-esteem was threatened to drop, but I was motivated by the people who were there for me, even by just the thought of the man I was in love with. So I had to do something about it. I couldn't let that define me. Who knows. Probably what he did to me made me the person I am today".

"Nonesense, you would've been better. Don't let me hear you say that again. He didn't have any right whatsoever to do what he did. You went through a lot of pain-".

"Yes but what is life without pain? Can you live without pain Michael? Can you live without getting hurt? I didn't like what he did and he had no right, but that was probably what lead me here Michael..with you..and I don't regret that". His arm tightened and I thought I heard him sniff.

He kissed the top of my head.

"If we'd grown up knowing each other you'd probably see someone else attractive". I tried to lighten the mood.

"Nope. That'll be more exciting. Nothing would be more fun than being in love with my father best friend's daughter. We'd be hiding at first. Sexing each other almost everywhere until the word came out that I wanna marry you". I laughed.

"Ok player you got me there".

"No matter how we met we were meant for each other. You can't change fate. It's just how it is".

"I believe you". I agreed. I had that funny feeling that we'd indeed be together no matter how we met or grew.

There was silence once again for a few seconds.

"There's one more thing". What? Oh god. What else was there to tell me? That he had a suit with a big S on it? If you know what I mean.

"While I was in college, Stacy got pregnant for me". My breath hitched. Ohw.

Did Stacy told the truth?

No Akeilia, there should've been some faith in Michael. And even so he'd never tell Stacy to do something like that if it wasn't for a good reason. I know my husband. Or else he wouldn't wanted to tell me. Just like with David. He knew that him killing his sister was wrong but he also knew killing David was also murder, so he didn't wanna talk about it. Or maybe it was because talking about it would've reminded him of her cruel death. I wouldn't wanna talk about it either.

"Oh, so um. What happened?"

"She told me that she was on the pills, so I ejac-".

"Too much information Michael". I quickly cut him off.

"Sorry... She aborted the baby". I frowned.

"She ah. She told me that you told her to".

"Stacy was a duplicitous person Akeilia. You shouldn't believe anything she told you".

"I didn't say I believed Michael".

"She aborted our baby behind my back. She said that she wasn't ready. She didn't even make me a part of the decision making. I didn't even know that she was pregnant in the first place, until the day she aborted it, and that was because I found the pregnancy test, or I would've never known". Oh my God. That stinking bitch.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah".

I wanted to ask him if he regretted it, but I didn't believe it would've been a fair question. It was his baby.

I felt a little weird inside. Michael and Stacy was almost a family. It felt..it broke my heart you know. The thought of both of them, it's like the hurtful thought of your husband f*cking another woman.

"Why did you stay with her then? If you don't mind me asking". That I had to ask.

"If I told you I have a good answer for that I'd be lying. But when she cheated on me I wasn't surprised. I wasn't even heartbroken because I stopped having sex with her. I just felt that I couldn't do it anymore after what she'd done, even though my decision of getting back with her should've been nada, but she begged me.. so.. I just did". Oh.

"Thinking about it now, I wouldn't have been happy with her. Heck my life would've been hell, so I don't regret it. I'm just happy that you are my family". He rubbed my tummy. Well I was satisfied with that.

"She told me that you barely had sex with her because you were too busy at work".

"I explained that just now Akeilia. It was because of what she did. I had no feelings left for her. I remembered our argument when I was at the office and how you reacted. So I know your thinking that I might pay more attention to work than to you. Or love my work more than you. That's not the case and That'll never happen. I didn't leave right away because I didn't believe what Jennifer told you, it wasn't because I didn't wanna lose the money or that I love work more than you, ok? So you didn't need to tell me what Stacy said so I'd give you closure on the topic for you to feel comfortable. Your suppose to know that I'll let nothing come between us".

"I know. Just wanted to hear your point of view. I love you Michael".

"Words can't explain". He told me.

I couldn't help but to think back on Stacy. Her death. I knew Michael had something to do with it, but no one was saying anything about it. Of course they wouldn't.

"Please be honest with me Michael". I was a bit nervous to ask, but I wanna be that wife who'd be there for my husband in everything. Whether he was sad, happy, disturbed in any form of way..or even when he killed someone. In our case killing had to be inevitable because there was always people who'd wanna hurt us. I really hope not though.

"We'll see". His reply only made me more nervous. I was tempted not to bother but that'd only left me feeling uneasy and it'd took days to go away. So I'd just ask.

"D-Did". Seriously Akeilia? You known him too long to be afraid to ask him anything. But that was different. I was gonna ask him if he'd killed someone. What if he'd wish not to say? I probably would've trusted him a little less. And I didn't want that.

Now get on with it!

"Did you killed Stacy?"

He was quiet for about a minute or more. But I figured he was battling within himself if he should tell me or not.

"I don't wanna discuss it". What? I think he just made me angry.

"Michael I gotta know this. Don't you trust me to tell me? I'm your wife Michael!"

"And I don't think I want my wife questioning me about these things. Respect and obey my decision Akeilia. I. Don't. Wanna talk about it. Focus on our babies. That's what you should be focusing on at this moment".

"Yeah well I goodly die from high blood pressure thinking about it during labour. Why is it so hard for you to tell me!" I raised my body and looked down at him after I yelled.

"Because I don't enjoy killing people alright!" So he did? Yes stupid. You knew all along you just needed to hear him say it.

"It's..not. something I just talk about". The look in his eyes made me wanna cry.

"I never. Talk about it". He said before he sighed.

"I won't fight with you about it. Please lay. I'll answer your questions. But just this once". He added.

I didn't wanna fight either so I sighed and lay on his shoulder once again.

"Yes. I murdered her". I inhaled, then exhaled slowly.

"How?" Yes I wanted to know. I found it enticing actually.

"Seriously?"

"Well you said you'll answer my questions".

"Didn't know you'll go that deep, but I'm not surprised". I giggled and waited until he was ready to talk.

"I burned her alive". She wasn't dead when he burnt the place. Damn that gotta be beyond painful.

"Wish I was there. The least I deserved was to see her suffer the way she made me suffer". No I don't pity her.

He didn't say anything. He wasn't enjoying it but I was. I wanted the chance to torture her myself, but I just had to freaking black out. I believed Michael did it well. I thought it would've been better if he'd left her there to rot alive though. I know, I know. I probably should've thought about it like it was better she'd gone to prison and pretended as if that was the Justice I deserved, but I would've been a hypocrite. Well not in my book. She got what she deserved. You got rid of the antagonist, you got rid of the problems.

Another person flashed through my mind.

David.

He was the guy who killed his sister. He probably wouldn't talk about it. I believed that he killed him because he basically admitted it, but indirectly. But I wanted to make sure. I just wanna know everything about my husband.

"D-Did you killed..David?"

I thought he'd yell at me but he didn't. He just sighed.

"Yes. I think you already know how that story began. Is the interrogation over?"

"Just one more question and that's it". He didn't protested, he just gave me another sigh.

"Have you killed anyone else apart from those two?" He tensed.

"How does all this have anything to do with you?" I frowned, but I put my face back to the way it was because he was right, it didn't concern me plus I was digging up the past he buried 6 feet under and he was angry about it.

Maybe I should just let it be.

"Your right let it be".

"It's alright I'll-". He said after a while but I cut him off.

"Seriously Michael. I understand. You don't wanna talk about it so don't fo-".

"Well you asked me the question already so let me answer you and get it over with, because even if you let it rest now your gonna bring it back up some point in the future". Oh he was smart.

"Ok fine". I grinned. I knew he'd told me eventually. He was the genius but I was also a genius in my own way.

Psychology.

I knew that he'd felt guilty not to tell me after I already asked. That's the way he was. It doesn't excite me to dig up his past that he wasn't happy about, but I just wanted to know more about my husband. Was that so bad?

"At fifteen, I was taking a walk one day after school. You know to clear my head". That was a year after his sister's death. He was probably still mourning.

"Approaching a bridge I saw a few boys pushing a boy towards the edge. At first I didn't thought serious of it, you know? Boys played rough. Until they pushed him off..well threw him over. I mean the boy actually fell a few feet before he hit the water. They were laughing. I ran over there asking them 'what the hell was that about'. We got in an argument and even after that the boy still didn't come up. The one that looked like the leader reply was 'you go after him then'. Then they all threw me over. They didn't even asked if I could swim and they didn't seem to care...". He trailed off.

He didn't even know the guy, yet he tried to stand up for him. Michael was like that. He didn't like the fact of people taking advantage of others. I adored him even more for that.

"I would've went in there for him anyways. He fell too far and when he went under, it was difficult to go up because he couldn't swim. I positioned myself to hit the water. When I got under he was still struggling and sinking. Everytime he reached a certain point he eventually sank again. His breath was long though I could tell you that, but by the time I got to him he started drowning. I managed to get us to the surface and swam to the bank. It was difficult getting him on there, plus I was also tired, but I managed. Not one of those piece of shits helped and they were watching. Good thing my father taught me every little thing so I knew how to do CPR. Thankfully I was able to revive him. By the time I looked up the bridge it was crowded and my eyes were bleeding red, not literally. Its just the anger I felt. It was unexplainable. The boys were still there. They walked off after they saw me looked up at them". I could imagine the rage Michael was in at that time. Even laying on his chest, I could actually felt it radiating from him.

"If they were sorry I wouldn't know because none of them came to apologise". I could tell he said that with gritted teeth. I rubbed his chest to calm him and to give a sort of comfort and a reminder that he wasn't still under that water or staring at those boys. I knew this because when I remembered hurtful things it felt as if I was reliving it.

"A few weeks later I daggered them with my knife. I didn't care who lived. They didn't care if we lived". He sighed a bit shaky.

"No one suspected me. I waited for it to cool off". Oh.

"So there you go". He said after a moment. I knew he didn't wanna talk about it, but I'm sure he did it to please me. I shouldn't have put him in that position, but I needed to know. I just did.

But wait.

"May I...can I know who that boy was?"

"Malcolm". Malcolm? Was that why he risked his life to save mine? Of course it was. He was repaying his friend.

"I'm sorry".

"We'll I'm not. If I hadn't saved him he wouldn't be alive and maybe if it wasn't for him, god knows what would've happened to you". I smiled. I wanted to lighten the mood.

"Do you know what I want to do to you right now?" I made circles in his chest.

"Yea kiss my aching d*ck". Not yet young man.

I slapped him on the chest.

"Your nasty".

He whispered at my ear.

"It wasn't nasty when I had my tongue swirling up inside your sweet wet p*ssy". I loved it when he did that. The pleasure was unexplainable.

"C-Can you do it again". He chuckled.

"Too bad it was your turn to please me. Besides... I'm nasty". I laughed. I couldn't help it.

Whether it was my turn or his turn. He always took over because the pleasure was always too sweet and when he took over he could go as deep as he wanted, but not too deep. He was long and a bit too huge.

Nonetheless I did my job. And the both of us always ended up cumming. If he cum first which he mostly always does and I hadn't, he made certain I did too.

In the past he was there for me when I didn't even know it. He found his way back to me after I pushed him away for so long. He'd never gave up on me.

And that was one of the reasons why Michael Isaac Perry would always be my baby.