He still loves me the cuts part 2

A week went pass and Michael and I didn’t talk about what had happened with the cut. I was over my best friends house and her boyfriend saw it he didn’t say anything to her but he asked me what happened and I told him the story. I tried telling him it was nothing at all but he was not hearing it.

I told Josh not to say anything to Michael. The next day Josh went up to him and askd him why was he cutting me mike told him “it was a love cut and for him stay out of it” they never really like each other and Josh was like an older brother to me and worried about me. They were having a little fight Josh wanted him to stay away from me Michael wanted to talk to about what happened with Josh. The only thing I could do was look into his eyes and cry and tell him I was sorry and that he found the cut Mike kissed me long and hard and said “it was ok”. We went back to his house and talked about the whole thing and I thought was everything would be ok but I was so wrong.

Time passed we were still together Josh still hated him and told me that everytime he saw Michael but I loved him but after a while he came weird I didn’t really pay it any mine. One day I was over his house and he got really angry with Josh and the stuff he said about him I tried to clam him down that’s when he took it out on me Michael threw me on his bed pulled off my shirt I was so scared I thought he was going to rape me I screamed no one was around to here me. He stopped got up from the bed and went over to the dresser where he keeps the knife I tried to run be he caught me and held me down and cut my arm and back. I cried hard as he cut my body I could not move from him holding me down he started to lick the blood running from my arm and back once he was done I fell asleep from the crying and he put me on the bed and as I was asleep he cleaned up the cuts.

By that time I was so afraid of him I couldn’t tell my best friend or Josh I didn’t know what to do I was like a dog for Michael he would cut me but I would come back to him but I loved him I couldn’t help but to come back to him and I knew he loved me too. He only cut me three times the love cut and the two when he was mad Michael came back to me and said he was sorry and that he should kill myself for what he did and I fell for it. His sickness was cutting mine was coming back to him I loved the pain I loved that he was gothic and dark and I loved the way he loved me. I was the water for his roses and he was the blood in my body.