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Show Me What Love Feels Like Ch. 13
Enjoy y'all! ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Recall: Michael again saves Misty from the streets, and Misty recalls how he saved her. "HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" I screamed bloody murder, even though my mouth was blocked with strong duct tape. "Shut up! No one can hear you," Joey said as he continued to kiss my neck. "You got five more minutes to do what you want, Joey," Johnny warned him. "After you, it's my turn." Giving up the fight, I just laid in misery and let him do what he wanted to do. I was too weak to fight anymore. I couldn't take anymore. So I just became vulnerable and defenseless, and ready to die. I knew at that moment that I was ready to die a painful violent death, since Johnny promised to put a gun to my head after the rapes. All I did was close my eyes and just mentally distanced myself from the world. No one could save me. Michael was gone, and there was a one in a thousand chance that he would ever come back. Even through my loud screams, no one was going to save me. But a miracle soon happened. "HEY! GET OFF OF HER!" I heard a shouting voice say. I couldn't see the person since Johnny and Joey blocked my view. Then I saw a large hand grab Joey's shoulder and the hand harshly pulled him down onto the floor, making Joey land on his back. To my suprise, it was Michael. He had rescued me. My wish became true. My life was saved then and there. "Don't you ever--" Michael didn't finish his sentence. He fiercely punched Joey in the face, making him again collasped onto the floor. When he got up, streams of blood rolled on Joey's head. But Joey wasn't going to give up a fight. He sharply slapped Michael in the face and attempted to punch him but his fist had missed Michael's face. Michael then pushed Joey to the wall, grabbed his neck, and then lifted him up off of the ground, choking him. The ultimate face of rage was on his face. "If you EVER hurt her again, I will kill you. YOU HEAR ME?! I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!" Johnny looked in horror as he still had my arms pinned up. But he then let go of my arms to grab Michael by his shirt and push him onto the ground. Michael had tried to punch him, but just in time, Johnny had him in a chokehold while Joey repeatedly kicked him in his testicles. Michael was soon starting to get defeated, so I realized that I had to take action. But I didn't know what to do because if I tried to even hit them, they would take complete control. I ran all around trying to find the perfect weapon, until I came across Johnny's cologne that sat on his nightstand. By this time, Johnny still had Michael in a chokehold, refusing to let him go. I then ran to Johnny and sprayed his eyes with his cologne, making him squeal in burning pain and he fell to the ground, screaming wildly. Joey tried to grab me, but the cologne soon went to his eyes. He, too, fell to the ground, screaming like Johnny was. Michael and I were free. I grabbed my robe, and my bikini top, and my bag and then Michael and I raced to the door to get out as soon as we could. We sat in the apartment complex parking lot, looking out of the car windows as the pouring rain smothered the glass. I looked at Michael as he was busy staring upon the window. It was completely silent. It wasn't a peaceful silence. It was a bitter silence. "Michael..." I said, breaking the ice. Silence still lingered for five seconds maximum. "Misty, I'm sorry." "Sorry? For what?" I said, confused, feeling that I was the one who needed to apologize. "I'm sorry for leaving you." "No, I'm the one who should apologize. I-I'm sorry that I left you. I-I didn't want to, but I felt I needed to. I didn't want your family to be destroyed because of me." "Misty, I keep telling you that it's not your fault." I didn't say anything in response. I just looked down onto the ground. He didn't say anything either. He just laid his hand on top of mine. I immediately looked at him in shock. He looked serious and he also looked like he was glad to be around me again. "Misty, I missed you so much." "I-I missed you too, Michael. It wasn't easy to leave you." "I know. It wasn't easy to be without you, girl," he whispered as he brushed his hand across my cheek. A feeling of warmness sheilded me. I felt so comforted around him. He looked at me with such love and such passion in his eye. "Michael.." I said silently as he slowly came closer to me. I closed my eyes and felt his breath linger towards me. His face leaned towards me gradually until his lips touched mine. He kissed me. He KISSED me! One I felt his lips, a party exploded in my heart. His lips felt so good. They felt so soft and meaningful. Our lips touched slightly; it wasn't a full kiss, yet it felt so much lovelier than any kiss that I had ever recieved in my life. His kiss felt just as good as in my dream. But this kiss was real.... After fifteen seconds of our kiss, he slowly backed away from me with shame on his face as he saw my smitten face. "Um..I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "No, you're fine," I said giggling. "Um..do you mind if I kiss you again?" "No, I don't mind." I closed my eyes peacefully again as he again kissed me. This time, the kiss was full, and it was sweet and innocent, but I wanted the kiss to get more passionate. He put his arm around me as our lips stayed intertwined and I had laid my hand on his cheek. That was how I could recall Michael again saving me. From that point on, we were closer than ever. I had gone back to Neverland, and our relationship status was still as "friends," except we had gone up a level to "friends with benefits," well, without the sex. We just kissed, and caressed, and nothing more. When his wife or stepkids weren't around, we would lay anywhere we wanted to and passionately kissed each other and cuddled, but nothing had gone too far...we were basically boyfriend and girlfriend, except the sexual part. We were innocent lovers, but that would soon change...this was the dream that I was eventually living...again EXCEPT THE SEXUAL PART!! TBC... *Will Misty and Michael's romance eventually turn sexual? What will happen as an outcome of their innocent affair? Find out on part 14**
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