The one for me ? (Michael Afton x reader)

chapter 20- whose that?

"Not today. Bye Michael" I smiled, slightly annoyed but also glad he wasn't mad at me or anything. 

"Alright, see ya Y/n"

I walk to my front porch and knock on the door. I check my watch, it says it's 1:56. My parents should be up now. The door opens and my mother was there.

"Oh! Y/n? What are you doing here?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face. She was obviously confused why I was back home from school so early.

"Hey Mother- uh- you see..I kind of..got hurt again- So I came home early"

...

My mother sighed.

"Alright, come in, i'll make some tea. Tell me everything" 

I nodded and went in. My mother rushed to the kitchen to make tea. Honestly, I loved tea time with her. I could tell her so much and she would never judge me..well somethings need to stay as a secret. I sat on the dinner table, it didn't take long for her to come back with two steaming cups of tea and a bowl of my favourite biscuits.

"Okay, now, tell me..what happened.." She said, taking a seat. I got my cup and inhaled.

"What happened was.."

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I just finished what I said. 

"Well..?" I asked.

"..and..you're okay..right?.."

I nodded.

"yes mother, I got bandaged."

I didn't say by who. I would and will never. If she finds out a guy literally bandaged my own shoulder meaning he saw some of my bra, i'll get kicked out.

"Huh..can I see where you got hit?"  She asked. 

"Yea sure..but- just don't touch it I guess.." I whispered. I felt like I shouldn't show her, I didn't know why. I went to lower my jumper- but I wasn't wear my one. I was wearing Michaels.

"Oh uh, i'll just take the uh arm off-"

I did and I showed my mother the bandage. 

"Y/n.." She muttered.

"Yes yes I know- but it isn't that bad" 

"..yes. It looks great. Especially with the heart" She said with sly tone.

..what..

"What heart?" I asked. The room turned quiet.

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what heart though..

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OH NO-

ITS THE HEART THAT MICHAEL DREW WITH HIS NAME-

ON MY-

BLOODY-

BANDAGE-

"OH MOTHER UH-"

"Whose Michael . A?"

"..Mum! uh-"

"whose that?"

"Mother, thats MICHELLE. She was the school nurse that bandaged me- her spelling is like that- not sure why..BUT that's how you say it" I nodded, showing I was confident.

"..Michelle is your husband?"

Oh fu-

"NO- I was kidding! uh..it was a GUY- YES- and and um. He's not a random guy- he's the school nurse! Yes! And he's flirty and stuff- so- he- wrote that." I stuttered covering the bandage up. Im so dead.