six

We were back in the mansion with loads of shopping bags in both of our hands. The only thing that was bugging me right now is if Michael knew that we could've drove in the car to the mall with Marcus why did he chose his damn bike? Creepy. "Mari we're back." I said raising my voice.

Mari came out of the kitchen. "Seems like you both had fun." she said, cracking a little smile and her smile was so contagious that I instantly smiled back.

"Fun? with her?" Michael said pointing towards me with a questioning look on his face and Mari gave him a warning look.

"I feel the same way." I said placing the shopping bags on the floor.

"Can you both try to be friendly?" Mari asked and I chuckled. I couldn't force my laughter because that was something so impossible. I am friendly to those who are friendly to me. The end.

Michael glared at me before taking out his phone and Mari sighed and walked back to the kitchen. "Hey babe!" Michael said to whoever he was talking to and I just rolled my eyes and tried to pick up all the bags from the floor which were a bit heavy but at last I managed to pick them all up. I tried to walk but the bags were too heavy and I ended up spamming my ass on the floor a little too hard. " I'll talk to you later." Michael said and hung up before walking towards me. I raised my arms expecting him to pick me up but, I didn't expected him to laugh at me.

"Why the hell are you laughing? help me!" I snapped but he continued to laugh for no reason. "Why are you laughing?" I asked calmly but, this guy is on my nerves all the frigging time. I stood all by my own.

"The way you fell, Oh My God!! that was priceless." he said in-between laughs and I gave him a 'Shut your mouth right now' look and he finally stopped with his annoying laughter.

"You're so rude." I said and turned on my heel and started to walk away but, I was interrupted by a tight grip on my wrist. Of course it was Michael.

"Trust me honey, I'm more than that." he said, smirking and I slapped his hand away and finally let go of my hand and grinned like a pedophile.

"Dinner is ready, come on both of you." Mari said raising her voice and I signed because apparently I was too hungry to think anything else.

I tried to pick all the bags again but suddenly Michael picked some of them signaling me to pick up the others. "I actually wanted to see you fall again like a little toddler learning how to walk but, you would've ended up breaking your bones." he said and chuckled, for some unknown reason I smiled when he chuckled, his smile was actually the most adorable thing on this planet but, no one can deny that he's a total jerk. We walked towards my room and placed all the bags on my bed.

After having my dinner I went into my room and tried to sleep but I couldn't, Mari will go tomorrow and I'll be left with Michael. I was really nervous because Mari was the only one whom I usually talked to but with Michael things will be awkward.

I closed my eyes and finally decided to sleep but, I was interrupted by a loud voice of something and it didn't took me time to realize it was the sound of a bullet coming out from a gun. My heart started pounding loudly and it felt like my rib cage will break any moment. Each and every part of my body was panicking and it seemed like the person who was shooting was somewhere close since the sound was really clear.

Suddenly I heard another sound of a bullet and this time I didn't wasted a single minute and stood up from my bed. I started to walk slowly and suddenly I heard another sound and I jumped. It seemed like the sound was coming from the backyard. I walked with a pillow in my hand towards the backyard and wow....I found Michael with a gun in his hand, suddenly Michael's eyes landed on me and seconds later he was laughing at me because apparently I had a pillow to defend myself from a bullet. Alas!

"What the hell are you trying to do with a pillow?" he asked in-between laughs and I narrowed my eyes.

"And what the hell are you trying to do with that gun? it's dangerous, you would've set the whole ,mansion on fire." I said walking towards him and he started laughing again. "W-why are you laughing?" I stuttered and he started ruffling my hair but I slapped his hand away.

"You're so cute when you're angry." he said and I could smell that he was a bit drunk, he smirked before raising the gun towards a tree and shooting again. I covered my ears with both my hands.

"Are you crazy?" I snapped and tried to snatch the gun from him but he pushed me hard and I landed on my ass and groaned in pain.

"What is going on here?" someone said, both our heads snapped towards the person who just spoke and unfortunately it was Mari and I could see anger written all over her face. She walked towards us and I stood up brushing my pyjamas. "Michael, what is this gun doing with you?" he said raising her voice and he just stood there clueless.

"I was practicing." he said shamelessly and Mari pinched her nose maybe because she smelled his breath.

"Are you drunk?" she said, shock clearly evident in her voice. "You were drunk and was trying to practice gun shots, are you crazy? you could've killed someone."

She was scolding Michael, so it was great chance to escape and sleep peacefully on my bed. I started walking slowly trying to escape the scene. "Not so soon, young lady." Mari's voice interrupted me and I sighed in defeat.

"Mari, it was all his fault." I said, trying to defend myself.

Mari sighed and stormed back inside the mansion leaving us in awkward silence. I was a bit surprised because she didn't punished us or did something like that but all of those thoughts went away when I saw her storming towards again, looking pissed as ever with a handcuff in her hand.

Wait!! a handcuff? what was that for? is she working for the cops or something? All these thoughts were twirling in my mind and honestly I've never been this horrified.

She was now standing in front of us and seconds later she took hold of both of our hands locking them together using a single handcuff. Wait, isn't she supposed to bring two, one for me and for him. "What is fucking wrong with you?" Michael yelled.

"Mind your language Michael!" Mari said raising her voice and to be honest I've never seen her this pissed. "You both will end up killing each other if I'll not be here." she said taking a deep breath. "So, I've decided that you both will we locked like this." she said and my eyes widened instantly.

"W-what? Mari you can't do this, I can't be locked like this with him for a whole week, please!" I begged but she didn't looked convinced at all.

"This is a lesson for you both, if anyone of you try to hurt the another, you'll get hurt too." she said crossing her arms across her chest.

"Are you crazy? How are we going to eat, sleep and most importantly change our freaking clothes?" Michael yelled again.

"Well, you both have to manage that." she said.

"No way!" We both snapped together and then looked at each other. Mari sighed and cracked a little smile before walking inside, leaving both of us in shock and anger.

"I'm going to my room." Michael said walking and dragging me with him.

"What do you mean your room? I'm going to my room."

"Actually there is no you and me, there's only us for a goddamn week. So, shut up! because we are going to my room." he ordered and started walking, dragging me with him.

We reached his room and he started pulling his pyjamas down, revealing his checkered boxers and then the real problem started. He tried taking his shirt off but my arm was coming in his way and he groaned. "You can't take your shirt off." I snapped and he finally stopped, running his free hand's fingers through his black hair.

"I'm sleepy." he said clearly frustrated of the fact that it was impossible to change clothes properly if a person is connected to you through a god damn handcuff.

He walked towards his bed, dragging me with him and I tried to keep my balance. We both went under the sheets and I closed my eyes, trying my best to maintain the distance between us.

I miss those days when elders used to ground children whenever they made a mistake.