Chapter 23: Chapter 23

As my hand stayed wrapped around Michael's waist, I knew they were expecting me to start talking. I didn't know why I thought he would hit because right from time, I knew he's nothing like Vincent but I couldn't help the thought of him hurting me.

I felt I needed to explain that nothing happened with David and I actually lost track of time, not that I liked David in any way.

"It's okay." I heard Michael whisper as he gently patted my back.

"I'm sorry." I told him again.

"You don't have to." He said.

"I feel like there's something you're not saying here, and I won't push you to but when you're ready." Noah said.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" I asked Michael, and I felt his body stiffen since I still had my hand around his.

"You want to stay with me?" He asked.

"Do you want to call Comfort or I should?" He asked.

"I would." I told him and immediately he released me so I could but I missed the warmth and protection I felt while in his arms.

When I called Comfort, she was worried since I went out with David but he was home already. I explained some things to her which she understood before telling me she also got the job and I felt bad that I'm not there to congratulate her like she did when I got mine.

"She said it's fine." I relayed her message to the guys who immediately opened the car which I was certain belonged to Noah.

"Off we go." Noah said as he got in the driver's seat while Michael and I got into the back seat. He still wouldn't let go….I wasn't complaining anyways.

Since I didn't know where we were going, I rested my head on Michael's shoulder who held my hand while placing kisses on them. And the butterflies absent when David complimented me came back to my stomach.

We arrived at our destination, but I couldn't see the surroundings since it's night. Though the florescent lights tells me it would be beautiful.

"We're here." Michael said softly.

We made our way inside….let me rephrase that, Michael and Noah walked inside while Michael carried me like a groom would carry his bride.

"Do you want to shower or anything?" Michael asked.

"No, I'll wash my face." I said because I didn't have something to change into and it would be awkward changing into his clothes.

When I finished washing my face in their very neat bathroom, I made my way to Michael's leg where Noah sat opposite him. I didn't know why, but I wasn't attracted to Noah but I trusted him so I didn't feel scared that I was going to tell them about Vincent...they deserve to know.

"I'm an orphan." I started, but while Noah looked surprised Michael didn't and I realized that it was possible he actually figured it out and still stayed with me.

I told them how we were treated at the orphanage and how I learnt how to cook. Then I started to tell them how I made up my mind to leave once I was eighteen, how I met Vincent who took me in.

"Didn't they look for you?" Michael asked.

"I don't think so, personally I think they were happy with one less mouth to feed." I responded.

Michael nodded in understanding as I continued my story. I told them how I met Comfort who became my best friend since Vincent didn't want me to have a male friend. Then I got to where we started dating and how he got extra possessive and would get angry if I stayed out late than expected.

"Explains a lot." Michael murmured.

"Let her talk." Noah said sharply.

I then continued from when Vincent lost his job and started beating me and how I'd go to work with bruises all covered with heavy makeup.

"The son of a bitch hit you!" Noah exclaimed angrily and if i thought Noah was angry,I didn't know how to describe how Michael looked at the moment.

"But I ran away and I'm fine." I quickly added.

"Why didn't you report him or anything?" Noah asked.

"I felt like I'm indebted to him...I mean he gave me a roof over my head." I said.

"Angel, that doesn't give him the right to hit you and him being six years older should make him wiser. He prays we never cross path." Michael said.

"He'll be sorry...big time." Noah added.

And apart from Comfort,I know I could call the both of them family.

Right from when I could reason, I tried not to think about my real family...did they not want me? Did something happen to them? Since I didn't get any answers, I just acted like I didn't care but deep down I wanted to know what really went down with them.

"I'm sorry, beautiful." Noah said, and I nodded negatively at him.

"It's not your fault, besides I have the both of you and Comfort is always there for me so it doesn't matter anymore." I said.

Michael handed me a glass of cold drink and I didn't even know it got there or probably it was there before I sat down.

"Do you want to sleep?" Michael asked.

"I probably should." I replied tiredly.

"Night beautiful." Noah said.

"Night sugar." I replied.

Michael led me to a room that looked masculine and it is bigger than where Comfort and I stay.

"Goodnight Angel." Michael said, first placed a kiss on my forehead before placing another one on my cheek close to my mouth.

"You gotta be teasing me." I thought.

"Night Mikey." I said, and he turned to leave.

"Are you leaving? I thought you would stay with me." I said,and without another invitation, he was on the bed. He pulled his shirt over his head,I knew it was to be more comfortable but I couldn't help staring at his abs...I wish I could trace my hand on it.

"It's rude to stare." He joked.

"I wasn't taught good manners...I didn't go to school remember.?" I asked.

He brought me closer to rest my head on his bare chest. I was imagining things right now.

"Don't move too much." Michael said groaning a little.

"Sorry." I said laughing a bit.

I closed my eyes since I was really tired but I couldn't resist wrapping my hands around him...he is more comfortable than a pillow. I didn't regret telling him everything about me and the good thing is that he didn't look at me with pity or anything of sort.

"What are you doing to me?" I heard him say, but I didn't respond, because I should be asking.

"What the hell are you doing to me?"