"No, but I can find it," I say as I walk out.

I walk behind all the seats to where the projector was. I look around to see if there was a bathroom but all I see are cords and a projector.

As I approach the door, heading out, something catches my eye. An open box with the words "Michael & Jessica tapes." With me being nosey, I grab two of the tapes and stick them in my jacket.

Leaving, I close the door behind me and walk down to my seat.

"Did you find the bathroom?" Michael asks.

I forgot I had to use the bathroom.

"Uh... Yeah," I lie as I grab Edward's hand. He looks at me and smiles and I return the favor.

Before I knew it I was fast asleep.
                         
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"The movie's over, Lillian," I hear a soft voice say in my ear, "You can wake up now."
                        
Edward hovers over my face with his eyes wide.

"Get off of me," I scowl and push him backwards, "I'm sleeping in here tonight."

"Fine, so am I," he says and pulls the chair back like a recliner.

"Wait, Babe," I stop him before he lays down, "Can you get a cover? Please."

He playfully scoffs and walks out of the theater.

"You will pay, Michael! You'll pay!" I jump up as I hear a voice say. I can't see not one thing, it's extremely dark in here.

"What?" I ask. I sit up more in my chair and bring my knees up to my chest.

"Michael you'll pay! You thought I left but you'll pay!" The voice was so familiar.

"Like vhat you see?"

THE VOICE! The voice from the painting room when I first came. What does he want and why does Michael owe him?

"Michael uh, he moved," I say in random places in the dark room.

"Ahhhhh!" It shrieks. I cover my ears and put my head in my knees. I'm crying and yelling by now.

"What's wrong?" Someone lifts me up.

"It's–pay–yells," I try to speak but nothing right comes out of my mouth.

"It's pay yells?" They say, "Gee, thanks for the help."

I finally look up to be met by a pair of light eyes.

"Edward? I never noticed how light your eyes are," I put my hand on his cheek and he puts his hand over mine.

"It's only when I'm– um I've got to go," he dashes out of here at the flash of light. I sit in the same spot I was in as I try to process everything that happened.

I run out of the room once I remember that it's haunted. I wander down the halls getting ready to press the button to open the elevator. It opens and I'm greeted by Michael.

"You're finally awake, I see," he smiles, his smile seems so warm and welcoming. It seems almost innocent like, but it's not.

"Mhm," I say, as I try to push past him.

"Where are you going?" He cocks his head, keeping the same smile on his face.

"Bed," I say, as I attempt to push past him again but that backfires.

"Are you mad at me?" He asks, his smile slowly turns into a frown as his eyes become more sad.

"No," I simply say, "I–"

I was about to say something but I was cut off by the devil itself.

"Hey, baby," she smiles and so does he, but a weak smile, "Why'd you leave the room? I wasn't finished."

She trails her index finger down his chest and his eyes follow it. I look at them with a frown, clearly splattered on my face. No, I'm not jealous, but I am grossed out. I have a feeling that if I wasn't here right now they'd be sucking each others faces off.

"There's a child, Jessica," Michael whispers in a low, shaky tone.

"Really Where's the child?" I ask.

"Right there," Jessica says, as she points at me and dramatically snaps her head in my direction.

"Well I'm not a child so," I say, getting a bit of an attitude.

"I didn't mean that-" Michael tries to say but I cut him of by putting my left hand up.

"No need for your lies," I smile.

"No, I really didn't mean to call you a child," he says, I was on my way inside the elevator. I stop and turn around to face Michael and Jessica.

"Then what did you mean?" I ask, with raised eyebrows.

He opens and closes his mouth and nothing comes out. I walk into the elevator and press the button to close the doors. I wave at them with a smile plastered on my face until the doors fully close. On my way to the room something hits me.

Where's Edward?

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I walk into my room and put my pajamas on. Instead of going to sleep I grab the book I was reading 'Real Or Fake' about the vampires and werewolves.

As I get comfortable in my bed someone knocks on the door.

I roll my eyes and grown, "Come in."

Michael walks in with his hands behind his back.

"Um-" he seems fidgety.

"What?" I ask, "What, Sir?"

"My name is Michael," he says with a small smile.

"What do you want?" I ask again.

"I came to say sorry," he frowns.

"Okay, you said it. Goodbye now," I smile and wave him off.

"Can I read that book to you?"

"Can you what?" I furrow my eyebrows.

He comes closer and sits on the other side of the bed. He takes his shoes off and gets under the covers. He sits his back on the headboard and grabs my book.

He starts reading it and if we're being honest, I'm not paying any attention to it, I'm paying more attention to his looks. Every time he pauses his jaw clenches and when he comes across some words he'd lick his lips.

"Can you please stop staring at me?" He chuckles.

"Um- I-" I dart my eyes from left to right.

He puts the book down and turns the light off.

"Umm-" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Shh just lay down."

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[A/N] Y'all nasty, y'all thought her and Michael was gonna do the nasty. It's too early for all that.

Poor child- oh wait she doesn't like that.

Anyway thanks for reading. Vote and comment. And toodles.

And ignore mistakes. Now bye.