Red

Chapter Twenty Nine (Part One)

GUYS I HAVE EDITED THIS BUT MY LAPTOP IS BROKEN SO IM ON AN IPOD TOUCH!!

So it won't be the bet editing job but it should be back soon and ill go over and edit it propally. If anyone wants to help, message me. It would make my life so much easier!

I opened the door and awkwardly stepped into Michael's cosy home that I was practically forced to spend the night in. The homey insides greeted me in the dim light, and my eyes instantly started searching for the light switch. Placed right next to the front door, I flipped on the lights. With the small space lit up properly, I locked the door behind me, neatly placing my bag near the entrance. I couldn't help but laugh internally at the thought of me being neat.

What's so funny love? Michael popped into my head suddenly and questioned me curiously.

Shaking my head slightly from shock, I concentrated on focusing a message for Michael to hear.
Me. I'm hilarious. I replied with a smile that I couldn't help but show on my face even though nobody was around to see it.

And that's how our hours long talk through my mind started. Even though he wasn't here in person with me, it felt like he still was in a way. We laughed, talked and sung a song. Well I sung a song. Michael was 'too old for that type of childish behaviour' and I scoffed and not so politely told him to lighten up. It's not like anyone could hear us anyways, right?

But slowly, the conversation started getting to me. A faint headache started coming on which I ignored for some while, before it got to a point where I couldn't ignore the pounding in my head.

My head hurts. I have a heartbeat in each temple. I whined to Michael, placing my hands on my head but my action doing nothing to ease the pain.

It's alright Love. Your new to this and it taking a toll on your body. Listening to me wont do you any harm but the first few times talking yourself puts a stress on your mind that its not used to. Michael explained.

Get some rest and come and see me tomorrow? He questioned maybe a bit to eagearly. I knew it was his wolf questioning for most the part of our conversation. Once or twice Michael complanined about how winey his wolf was behaving from being apart from me. Even though it was a nuisance for him, my heart swelled a bit and I couldn't help but take it as a compliment.

Okay Mikey, goodnight. I sighed reluctantly.

Goodnight, Mate. Michael replied softly. If I find out you've slept on the couch love, I'm not going to be happy tomorrow. And help yourself to the food. Eat anything you want if theres editable food anywhere. He instructed firmly but kindly to.

Thankyou Mikey. I strained out.

A small growl echoed through my mind but it wasn't an angry one. You sound so fucking hot when you call me that.

I couldn't help but smile at his abrupt words.

Bye Michael. I laughed then stood up. Wincing slightly I went into the kitchen to grabbed a glass of water. The feeling of the ice cold water running down my throat was refreshing, giving me a nice chance to cool down from the heat outside. Even though I had been living down in cells with Michael for the past eleven days, I seamed to have forgotten how hot this summer really was. The air was warm for being so late at night and I felt quite hot and sweaty.

Picking up my duffle bag I made my way into Michael's room. The room smelled of him and I couldn't help but take a deep breath in, savouring the smell.

Am I aloud to have a shower? I shyly questioned Michael praying that I opened the link correctly.

Stupid question, of course you can love. He replied with a chuckle. Towels are in the laundry in the small white cabinet, second draw from the bottom. He instructed kindly.