Michaels POV
I woke up with my head resting on scarlets soft warm chest. Her light snores escaped her mouth. I slowly got out of bed trying not to wake her. I headed towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. I removed my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. The marks on my chest deep and red. Reminding me of the awful childhood I had. Reminding me of how horrible my life was. The abuse I suffered and the bullying.. The scar above my eye reminding me of the time I smashed my head off of a glass coffee table at my Nana's.. I was hiddious, how could scarlet call me handsome and tell me I'm hot. When all I see is a coward and a loser. A hidious monster.. I try to cover it up I try to look big and bad. Dying my hair. Getting tattoos and piercings hiding behind the ink and the metal. But yet she seems mesmerized by me..
"Mikey?" I heard a faint voice come from the next room. I opened the door and looked at the beauty laying in her bed rubbing her eyes in my direction.
"Hi beautiful.." I smiled. She made he way out of the bed and over to me wrapping her arms around me her tiny hands resting on my back.
Scarlet's POV
I'd noticed Michaels scars before but I'd never said anything about them. The were dark and deep, going in all sorts of directions. They were everywhere too. Up and down his chest on the inside of his arm. He had tattooed over that one though. To the moon. The tattoo I always traced over. He was so strong. I wish he'd tell me about how he got them.. But I don't wanna push him to tell me something he's not comfortable with.
Michaels POV
"Scar.." I whispered into her hair. "Why are you crying?" I questioned as I felt the cold wet tears drip down my chest.
"Why won't you tell me why you have these?!" She cried and then regretting it as she pulled away saysling she's sorry and that she wouldn't have said anything.
"Its just... Its personal..very personal. Someday I'll tell you. I promise baby girl just not today." I rubbed the back of my neck feeling like a piece of shit for not telling her.
"Okay..." She said looking at her feet.
"Hey... Wanna join me in the shower." I smirked and winked at her. Making her laugh and shake her head no.
"Take your shower baby. I'll just make you breakfast." She smiled, blushing at the idea.
"Fine suit youself." I said dropping my boxers. Her eye widened.
"You've seen it so many times we've shared the same bed for so long and you're still shocked when I do that." I laughed
"Um.." She cleared her throat." I'm gonna go make breakfast." Her eyes never once meeting mine as she left the room.
That girl I swear she'll be the death of me.
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Scars
Fanfiction///serious editing!!!!/// What would you do if everyone you've ever loved, died. That's what my life is. Death. I can't get close. They die. But Michael. He's... Something else. We've both been Scarred. Our hearts have been pushed to the limit and j...
