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Love or Lies? -2-

*-Lexa*

I looked behind me and saw Michael with a huge grin on his face.

Me:: What the hell are you doing?
Michael:: *acting innocent* What?
Prince:: *walks up to us* Get your hands of my sister.
Michael:: *backs away* Okay okay. Chill. It wasn't like I was gonna do anything.
Prince:: Yeah right.
Michael:: *looks at me* Meet me at the football field. I need to talk to you. *walks away*

What did he possibly wanna talk about?

Me:: Prince, why did you do that?
Prince:: What? I'm your brother, I'm just protecting you.
Me:: Yeah, but you know Mike. You know he wouldn't do anything.

-After school-

Me:: *sits on a bench* So what did ya wanna talk about?
Michael:: How you've been acting.
Me:: How I've been acting?
Michael:: Yeah. Just suddenly acting all bitchy. Wait...*smiles* you're jealous aren't you?
Me:: *blushes* N-No! Of course not! Why would I be jealous?
Michael:: C'mon, you know you want me.
Me:: N-No I don't.
Michael:: *leans in* Don't lie to me.
Me:: *looks at him*

Damn it, why does he do this too me. It just makes me want him even more. I just stared into his deep brown eyes, not saying anything. He stared back and the next thing I know...we're kissing. And I mean real, heavy making out. I couldn't believe this. I can't believe I'm actually letting him do this!

Just as he started to lay me down, I heard Emily's loud screech. Damn her.

Emily:: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT SLUT?!?!
Me:: *thinking* Slut? Oh hell no. 
Michael:: She ain't a slut, Emily. We're through.
Emily:: Aww Mikey!! Please! I love you!!!!
Me:: *mumbles* Well that was a big change.
Michael:: Right. C'mon, Bella. *pulls me away*

Okay, what the hell just happened?

Me:: *staring at him*...*snaps out of it* Mike, let me go.
Michael:: *looks at me* What?
Me:: I said, 'Let me go'.
Michael:: *lets me go* What's with the attitude?
Me:: *shrugs*
Michael:: You were perfectly fine back there. What's wrong with you?!
Me:: *shocked*

He's never yelled at me.

Me::...
Michael:: ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION, ISABELLA!!!
Me:: *stares at him*
Michael:: *realizes what he said* Bella, I-
Me:: *runs off*

I can't believe he yelled at me like that. This is all my fault.

I ran into the street and heard tires screeching. The next thing I know, I'm in Michael's arms, barely concious.

Michael:: Somebody call 911!! *looks down at me* Bella...this is all my fault.

The last thing I heard were sirens...and I was unconcious.

TBC....

*I really hope you guys liked this part. :)
-Lexa*

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