Part twenty two
Made for me🖤
Monae's POV
I am in Michele's arms at the moment, reveling in how warm and peaceful it felt to be in it aside secretly admiring how good he smells. I don't know what came over me, maybe I needed comfort given what I was going through. I flung my arms around him the minute he sat by me, he didn't push me away or give me a sign he didn't like it, because to most people hugging is a form of intimacy and I've not regretted that decision since.
He has done everything possible for me to calm down and stop sobbing, it has worked. I was quiet now, my chest heaving once in a while, my breath was ragged and my eyes? Boy, they feel so heavy, I wouldn't be surprised if I fall asleep in the next second.
Who wouldn't be sleepy when they are in the arms of a man like Michele. Despite the coldness of the night, he is warm and with the way he keeps stroking my hair and giving me a soothing sensation, I don't want to part away from the hug or his presence.
"Monae?" He called me softly, taking his hand from my hair and tapped my shoulder.
I removed my arms from around him, the warmness I was feeling instantly replaced with coldness as I inched away from his hold to look at him in response.
"Are you a little fine now?" He asked me cautiously and stared at me.
I nodded.
He passed me a small smile and helped me rise up from the bench. "Alright, it's time to leave. The night is wearing on and if we keep staying here, the cold will get to you."
Michy announced to me. He took my now cold hand in his, my hands fitting perfectly in his. I blushed at that and lowered my head. I'm being an idiot, I only held his hands minutes ago and I'm embarrassed rn?
"Leave to where?"
"Home."
I gulped in fear, there's only one place I know as home in this world, the Winchester's household and given what happened this evening and what I've gone through in the hands of Mrs Winchester, not even million bags of diamonds will coax me to go back there. Never! And I don't care if I have to stay out on the streets just so I don't go back there.
I shook my head vehemently, snatching my hand away from his and backed away from Michele, I'm never going back to that place, never again!
He looked at me, startled by what I just did. Looking from his hand to mine and then my face, he cocked his brow at me, asking me what was wrong, indirectly.
"No please, not that place." I implored him, clasping my hands together with tears trickling my face now. Remembering the events of hours ago brought back the tears I had successfully kept at bay, not wanting to share them anymore. It was utterly useless of me to continue crying, the harm has already been done and things won't change no matter how hard and long I sob.
"Hey relax," he closed the gap between us and brought his hands to my cheeks. He wiped my tears with his thumbs. For an odd reason known to only him, he didn't pull back, he let them linger on my cheeks until he realised what he was doing and quickly pulled them away. I was kinda disappointed he had removed them, I liked it when they were on my cheeks, unconsciously caressing them.
"I'm taking you to mine and not that hellhole you just got away from."
His house? Nah, I can't go with him. I hardly know him yet I trust him, that isn't the problem. I don't want him to mistaken me hugging him and using him as shoulder to cry on as a way of wanting to stay at his. He might be thinking I did all that just to send a silent message to him, I have no where going and that I want him to house me or something.
"And don't say no, I wouldn't take no for an answer. Please allow me help you okay? Even if it's just for the night, you can leave in the morning though I wouldn't mind you staying with me for as along as you like."
"But you hardly know me, I could be a thief for all you know." Like they accused me off.
"It doesn't take long to get to know a person, sometimes it takes just a minute to realise how people are and I don't think that beautiful yet innocent face can rob me."
I sighed in defeat, honestly, I don't know what else to say to Michy. He has already made up his mind and doesn't look like he will be changing it like he said, he's not taking no for an answer. Neither do I have anywhere going for this night so I might as well take up this offer but I'll leave first thing in the morning and find ways to solve the mishap life has thrown on me again. Can my life ever get any worse?
"Alright."
"Yeah." He gave me a warm smile, I could sense some happiness beneath it. What can that happiness be about? Because, I want to know since it involves me. He darted those hazel eyes that I feel drawn to around the area as if he was looking for something. "Where are your suitcases? I know you don't have just one. You girls are fond of having extra stuffs." He said with a smile again.
His words were supposed to make me chuckle and roll my eyes because he was being damn truthful yet I couldn't do that. The little smile I had plastered on my face fell, hearing that. He was still smiling unaware his words has reminded me of my pain.
I fought back a tear and gulped. "I don't have any." Neither do I have anything I can call my own.
I looked away when he looked at me, I don't want to see the sympathy in his eyes, I know he means well but I'd rather not have it, it makes me feel how much of a loser I am, degrading me further in his eyes tonight.
I heard him groan and utter what sounded like cuss words under his breath. That surprised me, he didn't look like that kind of guy to me. Turning to look at him, I saw his fists clench and unclench, his eyes had turned darker. It made me gulp in fear, he has turned into a completely different person right now. He's far from the cool and collected smiling Michele I know, it's making me question myself if I made the right decision of going with him to his house tonight. What will I do if he becomes like this and harms me? Oh God, what should I do?
I stood there absorbed in my thoughts and silent prayer, I didn't see when he took my hand in his again. I made an attempt to take it out of his but he only held on a little tighter, preventing me from doing so. He then said to me, "everything is fine now."
Everything is fine now? With how you were minutes ago? I glanced at him weirdly. Is this guy bipolar? A minute ago, his demeanor altered into that of a beast and now, he's all smiles and cool. What have I gotten myself into?
I resisted from moving and stayed put in my step.My mind kept telling me I have made a wrong decision but my heart was telling me something different. I was torn between listening to my heart and mind, fearing each comes with a consequence that I don't know if I can handle.
Choosing to listen to my heart, I held his hands tighter and succumbed to him. I caught him exhale in relief as we made our way to his car. The guys from before leaned against it.
They had tattoos with piercing and they looked hardcore, gangster like which made me doubt of Michy was truly the man he is or there's something beneath it. Like he's involved in the mafia or is in a gang, either ways, there ain't good and I don't have a choice. I've already made the decision of following him so I'd have to deal with it.
They sensed our presence and Alex, the guy who saved me, nudged the other who kept creeping out back there with his disgusting stares, they backed away from the car. Alex and the guy rested their hands behind them waiting for him to order them.
"We're going home now. Hans, drive Alex's car back to his house and come for yours earlier in the day, he's driving us home."
"Alright boss, goodnight." The guy, Hans, wishes him and left to carry out the order but not before giving me his stare that I hate.
Apparently, I wasn't the only one. Michy didn't like it as much as I did. He scowled at the oblivious guy till he was out of sight.
Alex went to the driver's side, leaving he and I to sit at the back. He helped me get into it, slamming the door shut afterwards.
It was when Alex has turned on the ignition and was ready to drive away that something occurred to me, I hadn't thought about it before as I was busy sobbing and questioning God why my life had to be like this always.
I hardly remember ever calling Michy to tell him about what was going on, how did he come to know?
"Michele?"
"Yeah." He scooted closer to me, leaving no space between us as he stared down at me. I got confused thinking he was trying to pull a fast one on me till his hands made for the seatbelt. Okayyy, he's not coming for you, relax.
I lifted my hand and since there wasn't any reasonable space between us, it landed on his chest, "they're too tight, I hate seat belts."
"I know but sorry miss, this is for your safety. It won't take long before we get home so please endure it."
"Mnh."
"You called me or is it you love my name?" He had this amused look on his face that I didn't mind at all, as cocky as he sounded.
I rolled my eyes, smiling. "Being cocky huh? I only wanted to ask you something..."
"Please go ahead, I don't bite and you know it."
"Yeah, yeah. I was wondering how come you sent your men over before you came yourself, how did you know I was going through that since I didn't tell you?"
"It doesn't matter, all that matters is you're safe now and nothing like that is ever going to happen again. Everything is going to be fine from now onwards."
I sighed, I was exhausted from so much crying and my eyes have suddenly turned drowsy. His answer wasn't satisfactory, I know there's more to it which I'm going to find out but now now. I'm too tired to grill him and get the truth out of him.
Humming in response, I pushed my head back, laying it on the headrest pillow. I allowed the sweet scent of Michy coupled with that of his car to draw me to sleep as I wrapped my arms around me.
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Hey loveesâ¤ï¸
I'm so sorry for not updating like two days now, I was a little busy and unlike worlds apart which I had other chapters already written, I didn't with M4M that's why I couldn't update anything.
To make it up to y'all I'm doing a double update. This rn and another one later in the afternoon, I'm busy atm.
Thank you for understandingð.
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