We made it back home.

I put on my pajama shorts and a tank top. I walk downstairs and make a big bowl of popcorn and I add some sugar to it.

I walk back up to my room and I put on the movie insidious 3. It's not as scary as number 2 but I can manage.

15 minutes into the movie I hear a chime from my phone from the same unknown number.

"Hey, can we talk?"  I know it's Michael.

"Nope, I don't wanna talk to u."

"Y?"

"STOP ASKING."

"Okay sorry, When can we have our burping contest?"

"When Stevie Wonder knocks on your door."

"But that'll never happen."

"Right, so our contest will never happen."

"What're you doing?"

"Nun ya business, can u leave me alone and stop acting like u weren't my abuser not even 2 weeks ago!"

"Makayla, I'm sorry, I'll do anything, I'll do anything to make you less mad at me, I'll bully my own self for u to forgive me."

"Michael if u were really truly sorry u wouldn't have done it in the first place, I don't have time for ur lies. I'm busy watching my movie goodbye Michael, Oh and rot in hell."  I think that last part was a bit harsh. But I don't even care, if you went through what I did, then you'd wish him hell also.

I then get a call, he wants to face time. I allow the face time and just ignore him while he speaks.

"I'm just gonna apologize face to face, screen to screen," he starts.

"I already said-" I was going to say something but he cuts me off.

"What do you want me to do? I apologized, I don't know what else to do. My mother always says apologizing is what gets you through in life, and forgiving. So, can you please forgive me, it haunts me, what I did to you kills me. I'll protect you for the rest of your life. It's like these guilt  bubbles are in my stomach killing me, slowly. And it hurts," he sounds like he's about to cry, but before I could respond by mother calls me from downstairs.

"I've got to go now, my mother wants me," I end the call

The next morning

I hear my phone chime again.

"Good morning, beautiful. Have a great day and don't let no one bring your day down. And let's go for ice cream. How's that sound?"

I look at the text then I roll my eyes. Because he's guilty and it's 'killing him' won't change my views on him, and I won't be going out for ice cream.

"Makayla! Come downstairs!" My dad yells. I get up and put on my pink and white bunny slippers and I walk down the stairs like a zombie.

Once I stepped on the last step of the stairs, my eyes basically came out of my head and my jaw drops.

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{A/N: Sorry this chapter is quite boring and reeeeaaalllllyyyy short.

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Who do you think is at the door?