Thr morning sun, shine through the curtains causing a sense of warmth and peace. You slowly woke up only to see that you werent in your room. Memories of last night came back to you, looking over right next to you. Michael was sleeping so peacefully.  You really did it..you made love to Michael for the first time. Clinging the bed sheet close, the feeling was still there, it never left and you wanted to feel that once more. You than heard movement as you felt a pair of arms pulled you close. Your head was placed against his chest, looking up. You saw him smiling down at you, while rubbing his hand against your back. You lean up and softly kissed him, slowly and loving. Michael kissed back as he smiles even more at you.

"Are you okay?" he asked, even though inside it was okay he still worried about you, how sweet of him.

"It doesn't hurt." this cause him to breath a little and held you close.

"I dont want to leave you with that man." protective one, you knew he had to let you go back home. More importantly so did he.

"I dont want to either, Michael." you puller away from him and started getting dressed. "Just one more week." Michael did the same.

"Yes, one more week."

~

As soon as Michael walk to your house he quickly kissed you goodbye and ran back to her house. Michael watched as her father was smiling away. He frown at the man who didnt accept their love. Just seeing your face broke his heart. He soon left, he knew he shouldnt stay in his new home with her, cause now as soon as he gets home. Its not going to be pretty. 

~

"Where the hell you've been Michael!" Joe starts yelling at Michael. Not even one foot into the house, he hope for sometime to be alone, but it seems that he was waiting for him all night. Standing in his bathrobe while his breath was funky for one. He notice his siblings were upstairs watching them. It wasnt new to them, Michael turn his head away.

"Does it matter."

"It does in this family, your acting like Jackie." Michael hated being compare to his other brothers and he didnt like it.

"I'm tired, Joe."

"Dont tell me its a girl? You know girls only cause you trouble, we have a business to run, you wont mess this up like your brothers-"

"I am not doing this anymore!!" he shouted, gasps were heard from upstairs. Michael never raised hia voice, he was always the shy and never talk. Standing up to Joe was the biggest mistake. "I'm doing my own music, my work, my art..I have voice, I have stories to tell. I dont want to be known as the little boy in the group."

"So it is that girl, __________. Tell me Michael what do you plan to do, while letting your entire hard work go down the drain. I will not have you run off and play. As long as you live under my roof, you do as I say!!!!"

"No, Joe. I will not take this anymore."

"Than listen-"

"No you dont own me any more. You find fuck somebody with money, im done." Joe was about to say something, but Michael ran up to his room. All he heard was yelling and shouting, he slid down the door covering his ears, he just wanted some peace, some where far from him. Those words were the devil and he knew it, mother was probably ashame of himself for even saying it...if she was only here...he wish he knew where she was. Michael took a deep breath, he hurried to pack up a few things into a large suitcase. Ones that were vaulable to take. Yet..he saw his family photo. Looking at it, he felt a tear drop down. No, he couldnt get emotional out of this, he had to leave..even not saying goodbye to his siblings. He hopes they understand his decisions.

~

A week has passed, today was it.  You were finally graduating from high school and a bonus it was your birthday, meaning your life with Michael begins. You couldnt believe how far you've come. Most ot your stuff that values you were already place in your new home. No one knew of this, but for Michael he was upset leaving his family. It was hard for him, considering he was close to them than you were of your father. Since your father was talking with a few of his buddies, you snuck away to find Michael. Seeing him there as he was under the tree, he notice you as he opened his arms smiling. You ran to him and he caught you in his arms.

"We did it!"

"I've never been so happy in my life." You kissed him softly as Michael return the kiss. He quickly pulled away as he heard grumbling. Michaels eyes widen as you turned around. Your eyes widen too, their in place was Michaels father..Joe.

"You are despicable..." Joe eyes pierced through yours as you shivered a little, Michael held you close to him. "So shes the one you've been fucking around with."

"Joe, leave."

"No, I have every right-"

"Like I said before, you dont own me any more. I'm not a child."

"And yet, you're acting like one." Joe was making a scene, causing you to look at Michael.

"Michael..I..I have to leave.." Michael noticed your father was heading thid way. He let go of you as you ran away from the scene. Joe began to laugh.

"Cant even keep her in place-"

"If you ever were the father you were a long time ago, than you are no longer my own." Michael storms off as he toss his cap on the ground. Joe stood there, not even a care in the world. He than looks over as people began to leave. His face smirked a little as he sae you with your father. Oh a perfect plan indeed came to mind.

~

This was going to be tbe last birthday you would ever have with your father. Maybe in time, he would understand and be a father you always wanted him to be. Your father placed a cupcake down on the table. The single candle lit up, as you blew on it.

"Happy Birthday _________." he smiles as he brushes your hair out of your face. "You look so much like your mother.." his hand than trail down a little. Clueless you were, it didn't feel anything wrong. "18 is a big number..almost a woman." he chuckles as he lick his lips. You shrugged off as you began to eat your cupcake.

"Its delicious father." his lips curled as you felt something pound against your head. Your father lifted your chin up as he frowns.

"Feeling okay?"

"I feel... weird.." You suddenly ran to thr bathroom and began to puke. Your father lifts you up.

"Its been a long day, come on." he carries you up to your room and place you in bed. He pulls the covers over as he kisses your head. "Hope you feel better." the single act of kindness from him was new...if he knew..you would never see that side of him again. Your eyes shut as you soon fell asleep. Your father walked out of the room and sighs to himself.