twenty three

I stood there speechless. I didn't have any comeback this time, all I wanted to do was to rip his head off and cut his small dick and shave his head and write "Dickhead" in bold letters on his forehead.

I was that pissed.

"You're such a-"

"Asshole" he said usually, as if he had no problem with me taking my bra off in front of him. "I know."

"How long has it been since the last time you watched porn?" I asked folding my arms against my chest. I saw Michael's eyes drifting towards my chest and I immediately wrapped my arms around myself.

"I can't remember, but this is so much more better." He said and that smirk reappeared on his face, that filthy little tug of his lips.

"Michael this will not lead you anywhere, now c'mon gimme the clothes." I said, rubbing my palms together.

Fucking weather has to change it's mood at such a time.

"Oh look, the weather is also horny now." His smirk widened and a little chuckle escaped his lips

"What the fuck do you want Michael?" I rolled my eyes.

Bang bang into the room, I know you want it.

Suddenly my phone started ringing in Michael's boxers' pocket which i was wearing a few minutes ago. I really wanted to jump off a cliff. What did I even think before I changed my ringtone to Bang Bang?

Forgive me lord for I have sinned.

I lifted my gaze to Michael to see a totally opposite reaction. He didn't had that cocky smirk on his face, while his eyes were on the screen of my ringing phone. "Who is it?" I asked walking towards him.

"It's your dad." He said and I swallowed hard before taking the phone in my hand. "Answer" Michael said softly. I shook my head, I didn't even know where did all the confidence drained away. Few minutes ago I literally was about to get out of the mansion to find him all alone and now I wasn't even strong enough to answer his call. "Sierra answer the damn phone."

I hurriedly clicked on the green sign and placed the phone near my ear due to Michael's sudden outburst.

"Hello" I said nervously.

"Sierra?" He said and a tear rolled down my cheek.

"D-dad" I stuttered.

"Listen to me, I'm sorry honey, I was in danger I-I'll make it up to you just give me some time." He said and I clenched my jaw in anger.

"You were in danger? and what about me dad?!" I shouted on top of lungs. "What about me? Since you couldn't pay whatever the amount you took from Jerico, you decided you leave me there as your payment, huh?"

"No! That's not what I meant-"

"I don't even know if I even have a parent or a family. You were my family dad, but a family makes sacrifices instead of sacrificing their loved ones." I said and without saying another word he hung up.

I stood there staring at my converse, sobbing a little and rubbing my palms together, constantly.

"Here" Michael said and offered me his boxers and shirt.

"You're really giving them back?" I asked sobbing.

"Yeah." He said and took a few steps closer. "Now put them on before I rip your bra off." He said and I gave him a disgusted look before putting them on.

"What about the ice cream?" I asked.

"Since we're here let's go with the flow." He said and gripped my wrist tightly before dragging me towards the parlour again. "I miss those handcuffs sometimes." I just rolled my eyes and walked in before sitting on the same seats with Michael again.

A pretty old woman walked towards our table with a huge grin on her face as he eyed Michael. "You're Michael if I am right?" She said and I was a little surprised, while Michael just smiled.

Yes, it wasn't a smirk, Michael Robins knows how to smile like a normal person.

"Yes Meredith you're right." He said and stood up from his chair before enveloping her into a hug. "You still look sexy." He said and the old woman started laughing before ruffling Michael's hair.

"Sexy? You're the one who's here with a sexier girlfriend." She said looking towards me and my eyes widened in disbelief.

Me His Girlfriend.

Un-Fucking-believable!

"Thank you, but I'm not his girlfriend." I said and she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Oh I'm sorry honey, but anyone would have been mistaken." She said and I just smiled absentmindedly.

"So what do you both want?" She asked, taking out her little notepad. "I know what Michael will order, what about you honey?"

"A chocolate chip ice cream would be nice." I said and she nodded and turned her head towards Michael.

"And a strawberry ice cream with extra toppings for Michael, am I right?" Michael smiled before nodding.

She went inside and I smiled. "You're famous here." I said and he smirked again.

"I'm famous for different things too." I narrowed my eyes at his response.

"Michael please give some rest to your perverted mind for the love of god."

"I try to but you in that bra and cotton panties got me feelin' some type of way." He said and leaned closer, placing his chin in the palm of his hand. "I know you feel the same way about me."

Lord Jesus Christ.

Why?!

"Oh and why's that?" I asked, faking a shiver.

"Your ringtone explains it all." He said and smirked.

I didn't respond because all I'm going to get out of it is nothing and if by chance I get something, it'll only consist of highly formulated and specialised sexual innuendos.

We had our ice creams before Michael said his goodbye to Meredith.

We reached the mansion and I was about to walk towards my room, but Michael interrupted me by gripping my wrist. "What do you want?" I asked, rubbing my eyes with my free hand.

"A good night sleep." He said and took me to his room before opening his closet and taking out a pair of handcuffs. I snapped out of my thoughts and stared at Michael's face.

"Why do you have those in your closet?"

"For emergencies."

Even the sight of handcuffs horrified the fuck outta me.

"No way." I said and tried yanking his hand off my wrist, but all my attempts were tagged as failed.

He bought the handcuff closer to my wrist before locking both of us together yet Again.

I have no faith left in god now.