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Smooth Criminal *6*
*-Lexa* Me: M-Michael, my dad is here. Michael: *laughs* So? Me: *gets out* Soâ?¦.if he figures out that you were in the shower with meâ?¦.*laughs* you are so dead. Michael: You wouldnâ??t. Me: *puts on my robe* Oh I would. *runs out* I looked everywhere but dad wasnâ??t here. Dang it. I heard Michael coming down the stairs. I froze. But he just walked right past me and into the kitchen. Why was he so confusing? Michael: *reading a note* â??Michael and Ali, sorry Iâ??m out. I went over to Derekâ??s place to go over some ideas for your birthday party.â? Me: *groaned at the word party* Michael: Shut up.*reads* â??Please, no fights without me! Haha. But if you do, donâ??t break anything that was over $400, please. Well, breakfast is on the table. Heat it up if its been there for a while. Love, Dad/Jake.â? And he had to say we could have fights, why?! Michael: Hmm. *puts the food in the microwave* Huh? He isnâ??t gonna try to kill me at all?! What the hell is wrong with him?! Me: *sits down and puts my head down* Michael: *looks at me* Are you ok? Wait, was he actually concerned about me? Me: *not looking at him* Yeah. Michael: *sits down next to me* No youâ??re not. I have 3 sisters and a mother. I know youâ??re not ok. Whatâ??s wrong? Me: Just feeling a little sick. Michael: *feels my forehead* Alexis, youâ??re burning up. Me: *sighs* Michael: *gets up* You should get back to bed. Me: Since when do you care about me? Michael: *tries to pull me out of the chair* Me: Stop! Well, I lost that battle. He pulled me out of the chair and carried me to my room bridal style. I couldnâ??t do anything so I just crossed my arms and let him carry me to my room. He layed me down on the bed and got the thermometer. Me: You donâ??t need to do this. Michael: Just listen to me ok? Stay in bed, rest and weâ??ll continue the fight when youâ??re better. Me: Why do you care so much? Michael: Wellâ?¦â?¦â?¦ Me: Michael!! *coughs* Michael: How do you think you got sick? Me: I donâ??t know. Probably from being out in the cold for so long. Michael: Exactly. *sits down next to me* Iâ??m sorry. Me: *speechless* Michael: Hello? Me: *speaks up* Say that again. Michael: Why? Me: Cuz this is probably the only time Iâ??ll hear you say that so I wanna savor the moment. Michael: Ugh. Iâ??m really sorry. Me: Apologyâ?¦â?¦.NOT accepted. Michael: WHAT?! Me: What? *sits up* I can say what I want. Michael: *pushes me back down* Look, I donâ??t care if youâ??re sick, I am gonna beat your ass!!! Dad: Ali!! Michael!! Me: *tries to get out of Michaelâ??s grip* Michael, let me go!! Michael: *laughs* What makes you think Iâ??ll do that? Me: Iâ??ll tell dad what happened this morning. Michael: Go ahead. Me: *yells* DAD!! Michael: Watch it. My ears are sensitive you know. Me: Does it look like I care?! Dad: *walks in* Yeah. Me: *tells him everything* Dad: Just donâ??t try anything, Michael. Michael: I wonâ??t. *smiles* WHAT?! Dad, doesnâ??t care at all?! Ugh! Dad: *walks out* Michael: *looks at me* Now, where were we? Me: *still trying to get out of his grip* Michael: *slaps me* Stop that!! This was my chance, when he slapped me, I had a free hand so I slapped him back. He looked at me dead in the eyes. Michael: Girl, you are so gonna get it. *Michaelâ??s POV* If she slaps me like that, sheâ??s gonna get it GOOD. I got off of the bed still holding her down and kicked her in the stomach. She yelped and said, Alexis: You son of a bitch!!! I just smiled and kicked her again. She screamed again and tears started to roll down her cheeks. I felt really bad. I shouldnâ??t be doing this. I let go of her and walked out. Tears ran down my face as I thought about what I did. Jake: Mike, you alright? Me: *sits down* No. Jake: Whatâ??s wrong, man? Me: I just donâ??t really like to hurt Alexis. Jake: Why? You 2 almost killed each other yesterday. Me: I donâ??t know what came over me yesterday. I didnâ??t mean to do that. *-Lexa*
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