- Michael's POV -
I had found her on the street while I was driving. I couldn't just leave her there, so I brought her back to my house.
She was soaking wet so I had to change her clothes...it wasn't that bad though. If you know what I mean. Haha sorry.
She fell asleep on my couch almost immediately and I just kinda sat there. She was so beautiful, I couldn't help it.
Now she was awake and confused. Was she drunk last night?
"You're.." Yes I know, I know. "You're Michael Clifford."
"Yeah." I said, taking a sharp breath. "I need to help you clean that wrist."
Her arm was caked with dry blood. Her wrist, a muddle of red and skin.
"No." She whispered,
"Yes." I said, extending my hand to her.
- Reena's POV -
His hand was held out to me. I wasn't sure what to do, so I took it.
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Lost Girl (A Michael Clifford Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Michael I'm sorry." Reena sobbed. "I should just get out of your life. I have problems. I throw my problems at you. I became your problem." She had lost a lot. And Reena definitely wasn't the best fighter. But she had found someone that might be a...
