Thriller

Michael's P.O.V.

My body was spread across the диван, мягкий уголок with my face down. I wasn't going to Переместить until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and it was mother.

" I don't want ужин Mother."

" I wasn't going to ask Ты that if Ты let me talk."

I really didn't want anybody to talk to me right now. It was kinda cool enjoying solitude until someone shows up.

" What is it Mother?"

" Why are Ты lookin' depressed?"

" I kissed Jaycee and I probably messed up our relationship."

" Sorry Michael ,but the world don't revolve around Jaycee. Sure, she's a nice girl, but life doesn't stop with her."

"...

It's September, and me, Jessie, and the crew were ready to go to China for the kick off of our tour. Me and Jessie were in a plane by ourselves “Michael, Ты look like the kind of guy whose done this to girls so many times. Are Ты those types?" Jessie сказал(-а) as I laughed “You sound like you're interviewing me. I am that kind of guy, to tell Ты the truth. I don't have time for real relationship so I would fall in Любовь with a girl and really get serious with her. But after 3-4 months, both of us quit on it." I сказал(-а) it with no worries, I told her the truth because she was loyal towards me...

With Raymond's hands gripped on my shoulders, he was hard to get off.

" Why are Ты doing this?" I said, breaking the silence. луч, рэй glanced down at me with empty eyes.

" Because." He growled, forcefully digging his nails into my shoulders. I couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain.

" How is this satisfying? You're only hurting me!" I screamed, yanking him down by his collar, making me on вверх of him.

" I can't help myself! You're beautiful!" He said, sweat beads lining the edge of his forehead.

" You're too old for me!" I said, still on вверх of Raymond. His panting was a hint that I could make...