| TROUBLE MAKER | Michael X Fem Reader

weird feeling

Evan and Elizabeth fall asleep on your shoulders, sitting on the couch while watching TV.

It's a cloudy cold afternoon. And you think any time soon, the heavy rain will pour like what happened earlier.

The loud thuds earlier has ended few minutes ago. You're still wondering what's happening upstairs though. It was very traumatising hearing those screams coming from Michael, Him begging to stop, his screams, and crying. You even wondered how Elizabeth and evan keep their calm while they hear their brother getting beaten up by their own father, william.

And finally, william goes down with a rolled sleeves that is earlier not and wet hands. There's Few blood splattered in his White shirt.

"darling, I might come home late, or perhaps i might come home even tomorrow because of so many unfinished business of mine. Since you can't go home for tonight, you can stay here. But Could you look please after them while I'm gone?" he asked

"uhm that.. Sure sounds nice mr. Afton. And also please just call me by my name, don't call me miss, darling or anything."

"then you should too call me by my name, y/n." and just like that, he walked out.

You waited for his car to fade away so you can check on Michael.

"god damn is there something wrong with that man or something? I feel like something's up with him, something not good. seriously." you quickly but gently got up, not wanting to wake the two little kids up.

You started to make your way upstairs and to Evan's room to check Michael up.

As soon as you opened the door the first thing that catches your eye is the blood scattered everywhere in the floor and so the walls. And Michael laying on the floor. His face is full of bruises and so his shoulders. Seeing him all messed up made you instantly regret everything you did and guilt run over you.

"I'm-"

"not now. Not now." he said like his energy drained, which is true.

You let out a sigh. You entered the room and sat beside him, but not too close. There's A moment of silence before you speak.

"I'm sorry." the word you can only let your mouth talk. He didn't respond, but you do understand why.

"i fucking hate you y/n." he whispered, but loud enough for you to hear.

"I'm sorry." you repeated Holding your tears not to fall.

"l-let me help you at least." he doesn't look like he wanted your help but he didn't even fight about it anymore, and let you help him. You helped him stand up and You putted him in evan's bed.

"where's the kit?" you asked.

"you'll find it in the kitchen."

You quickly run down to the kitchen to get the first aid kit.

Michael's pov

"my whole body hurts. It hurts so bad. But it's just the same as always." he murmured.

I was just choked earlier for doing nothing. And now this? God, how i really love my life. If i didn't perhaps laughed at her earlier, maybe things could've ended up different.

He looked around and saw the mess his father did.

That Poor kid. Gonna fix this all by himself. He didn't even did anything.

It was my fault for being such a jerk. I was too angry that i got carried away. I poured my anger out on her, that's why things ended up like this. I don't even mind the cut she did. I just... I just Made that reason as an excuse to pour my anger out on her. Father is right. I'm a failure, and always will be.