I was not about to fucking have sex with Michael in my dream...
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Michael's P.O.V
I open my eyes to sunlight coming through my window, and Luke's loud snoring. Good morning hell... I jump in the shower, cleaning my hair and body, and then putting some clothes on. Luke's still sleeping.. Ugh. I walk out of the room, grabbing my phone. I get to the cafeteria, only seeing Ashton awake. I get my tray of breakfast pizza, my favorite, and sit in front of Ashton.

"Hey." I say, sucking my pizza down. He kinda laughs at that.

"Hi. I saw you flirting with that weird ugly bitch." He snickers, eating his toast.

"Excuse me?" I say, noticing I wasn't about to tic, but much worse. Nothing related to my broken brain, and tics. My anger issues and black outs.

"Ya know. The Madisyn bitch. She's so desperate." He chuckles. I grab the collar of his shirt, standing up. I punch him in the jaw with my other hand, causing him to fall to the ground.

"You fucktard, you think you're better then her?!"

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"Michael! Michael stop! You're gonna kill him!" I feel arms wrap around my back, trying to pull me off of Ashton. I realize what I've done, and let her drag me off. I rest on the cold tile floor. Ashton's face is completely covered in blood, and he's still spitting out blood onto the floor.

Notes

Well, I wonder why Ashton doesn't like Madisyn... ;) Not that good of a cliffhanger...

JadeXx