"So you are saying, you never died?". Nick asked Michael.

"Yes!, how many times do I have to answer that question". Michael answered frustrated.

"Maybe if you didn't pretend to die for years, we wouldn't be asking you this". I yelled at him, he had no right to do what he did. I glaced at Peter and rubbed his shoulders, he has been awfully quiet since we found Michael two days ago.

"Oh I'm sorry I was protecting all of your life". He snapped back at me.

"Why do you have to show your face now, uh. Are you done protecting us?!". I replied him.

"Alright, Harley its enough". James spoke up.

"No, it is not, he have no right to be angry, I have the right to be, Peter have the right to be, you have the right to be, we all have the right to be, not him". I realized a single tear escaped my eyes, I couldn't believe after what he put Peter through, he still had the guts to yell.

"I knew it was a bad idea coming back to you guys". Michael said and walked out.

He had really changed, his character, his facial appearance plus he got Santa clause beards now.
Peter where is your own beards?, I wondered as I looked at Peter, chuckles escaped my lips.
I couldn't believe I was thinking about beards in this situation.

I felt Peter's head on my shoulder as I took his hand and massage his palm. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind. I guess he is till in shock.

"So you guys are really dating?".
James asked and I rolled my eyes, now wasn't the time for examination questions.

"Did you just roll your eyes on me?". He stood up and I quickly apologized.
"We are dating". I answered as James walked away, guess he wasn't coming for me.

Everyone in the room was pissed at something.

"Hello here". Harry greeted as he entered the room.
Believe it or not but Harry was still in the university, he hasn't been able to graduate, this is his last year and the university will send him out without a certificate. My brothers vow not to use money to bail him out, they said he has to make it on his own and Harry doesn't even care, I know he is depending on our family rich and that's the same thing I'm doing.

"What's this shite I hear bout Michael being brought back to life?". He asked after releasing me from his bone crushing hug.

"He wasn't brought back to life, he never died". Nick answered taking a sip of his drink.
"I saw his body get rolled  .. ...". He seems to start thinking.

Truth is non of us saw Michael's body in the Church, we were all too emotional.

Peter didn't even attend the burial.

"Where is that son of Bitch right now?". Harry asked and I pointed to where Michael entered. Harry began to stomp to that place and James coming through the door blocked him, I honestly needed someone to beat up that asshole.

"Go sit down". James ordered and he complied.

"Where have you being?, we have been trying your line for a month, didn't you get the voice mails!". James asked.

"James". Nick called and gave him a not now sign.

"Is the drama still going on?". Oliver asked entering the sitting room with a sleeping Miley on his hips and his girlfriend.

"Hey Oliver". Harry greeted.
"And... The drama just begun, take Miley to her room please". He directed to his girlfriend after seeing Harry.

"Where is Alicia and Anne?". Nick asked.

"They are doing more shopping". He stated and sat down.

I eyes roomed the quiet room and my heart skipped four beats when I saw the angry eyes Harry was looking at me with, obviously he wasn't amused by how close Peter and I were sitting.
'Wait till you hear we are dating' I thought.

"So someone please narrate the story to me please". Harry asked and I saw everyone eyes on me.

It is hard to be the last born sometimes.

"Well that night of the incident, Michael didn't die. A guy named Demitri played a doctors roll and gave Michael a time of death. He kept Michael captive for two month and released him when Michael's father died and Michael has been .....".

"Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying you, someone with a good narrative sense should explain please". Harry rudely cut me off.

"All Harley is saying....". Oliver started making everyone grunt.
Don't get us wrong Oliver is good at narrating, he was just too slow in talking.

"Excuse me". Peter excused himself leaving the room, he must have woken up from all the noise and man my shoulder is numb.

"A guy named Demitri, who formerly worked for Michael.  .  .". Oliver continued his tails making me sign.

Peter pov

It is a dream Peter, don't worry you would soon be awake in Harley's arms' I told myself going to Harley's room.
'What sort of dream is this long, Peter, open your eyes, this is reality'
I knew it was reality but I wasn't ready to accept it.
After all I have been through, after the rehab, the night mares. Oh God.

I entered Harley's room and went straight for her bed, my head was heavy with headache.
I opened her drawer and took her bottle of pain killer, popping four tablet into my mouth I took a sip of water, my mind telling me to end everything now by taking all the drugs.
Shaking my head I put the bottle back into the drawer. Resting my head on her silk pillow.
"Peter". Michael voice called, opening my eyes a little bit I saw him walking into the room.
I had been wanting to yell at him right from the moment I confirmed he was the one but I just couldn't bring myself to, I mean what if I did and he took off.
He climbed the bed and pulled me to sit up, climbing behind me he laid my warm body on his, like he used to do as a means of apology anytime he hit me for something I'm not guilty of, He knew just what I needed.

"Why did you leave". I asked burying my head in his neck.
"I'm sorry, I did all I could to get back to you". He replied honestly.
"What happened to always and forever?". I asked as tears ran down my eyes.

"That why I am here now, I promise I'm not going anywhere again". He swore and I believed.

Curving my legs I asked "did you really turn into a beggar?".
"No", he laughed "I just wanted a dramatic enters".
I chuckled a. "Male bimbo".
"I missed you". I said before sleeping