Michael's POV

December 31, 1995

I was in my room with a pillow over my head trying to drown out the noise. I wish I wasn't here. I don't want to be here while my family is here. 

I'm currently sharing my room with seven cousins of mine. They were singing and fighting. It was driving me crazy. 

I gripped the pillow tighter trying to make the noise stop. It wasn't working. I took the pillow off and threw it at them. "Will you guys shut up!" I yelled getting out of bed. 

"We're just playing." They said. I rolled my eyes and put on my pajama pants. It sucked cause I had no time to masturbate or sleep naked. 

I've been feeling so uncomfortable sleeping with boxers and a t-shirt. I walked out of my bedroom and made my way to the kitchen. 

All the adults were down here and James. "Hey there, Michael," Dad said. "How'd you sleep?" Uncle Sam asked. 

"Terrible," I said opening up the fridge and grabbing a soda. "I'm sorry, Michael. I hope you understand we have no room for everyone and we need to share." Mom said. 

I looked at her and glared. I was not in the greatest mood right now. "Then why is no one sleeping in your room?" I asked rubbing my eyes. 

Mom looked all hurt after that. "That is no way to treat your mother with that sass." My aunt said. I rolled my eyes and opened up the soda can. 

"Well, don't worry. You won't have to deal with my sass cause in a minute I'm going to be with Nancy." I said making my way to the stairs. 

"But it's New Year's Eve." mom said. "I need a break and I haven't seen her since Christmas Eve," I said walking up the stairs. 

"Michael!" Dad said but I chose to ignore. Once I made it upstairs I paused at my door before banging on the door. 

The loud screaming stopped. I opened the door and looked at them. "Out," I said calmly. "But it's are room too," Charles said. 

I shook my head. "I want to get dressed," I said. They all started walking out either pissed at me or sad. 

I walked into my room and slammed my door. I saw in my mirror that my hair was everywhere. I grabbed my brush and tried to tame it as much as possible. 

Once I thought it looked okay I took off my shirt and threw it in the dirty hamper. I pulled down my pajama pants with my underwear and stepped out of them. 

I felt a cold chill on my bare naked body and walked over to my dresser finding some new boxers. I open my drawer and grab new boxers and slip them on. 

I grab some pants and a long sleeve button up to wear. I slip them on and walk over to my door. I open to see all of my cousins sitting on the floor playing patty cake. 

There was a total of sixteen kids from age six to fourteen. I raised a brow at what they're doing. "Can we hang out with you?" Charles asked. 

I shook my head. "Nope," I said stepping over them. Everyone got bummed out. "Boo, Makeout with your girlfriend another time." One of them said.

I rolled my eyes. "We don't do that," I said walking downstairs. I walked out the door ignoring any noise. I need a break. 

I really need one. No masturbating for a week since... Nancy did that. I felt my face heat up after I thought of her touching me like that. 

I never thought she would. To be honest I really thought I'd be the one to ask if she could. She's been making me feel all types of emotions...

I got into my car and started it but didn't drive yet. I just stared at the snow for a moment. It was still snowing here. 

I started to drive towards Nancy's house hoping to relieve some stress. Just thinking about her makes me feel calm and happy. 

I then see someone punching someone else and making them almost fall in front of my car. I stomp on the breaks and get out. 

I walk up to see my long-time enemy Joseph picking on an innocent person again. The boy gets up and starts to run. 

"Why didn't you hit him?" Joseph asked. I glare at him. "Why did you push him to the road?" I asked. 

I could see his shit-eating smirk. "It's been a while since I had some fun with you." He said walking towards me slowly. 

I looked at him being cautious as possible. "So, I heard your dating the number one slut." He said making my blood boil with anger. 

"You know she's cheating on you with me, right?" He asked. I looked at him with mixed emotions. "She's really great in bed." He said. 

It's like he wants me to kill him. I bite my lip trying to not say anything. "She sounds great moaning my name." He said licking his lips. 

My eyes widened. I pushed him making him fall to the ground. "What the fuck?" He yelled. "Stop calling her a slut!" I yelled out of pure anger. 

He smiled again. "What if I don't?" He asked. I'm going to kill you. "You'll just have to see," I said. "You're girlfriend is such a whore." He said. 

I grabbed him by the collar and punched him in the face. He then got mad and tackled me to the ground throwing punches. 

I grabbed his hair and pulled on it making him groan in pain. He punched me making my vision go blurry for a second. 

I rolled us over so I was on top I started to repeatedly punch him over and over again. He kicked me in between my legs making me jolt and groan falling over hold where he kicked. 

He got up and spit on me. He kicked me in the stomach. I could've sworn I was gonna hurl. "You piece of shit!" He yelled kicking my chest. 

I grabbed his leg and pulled it out from under him making him fall. I got up quickly even though I was in so much pain. 

I stomped on his stomach making him yelp in pain. He held his stomach while curling up into a ball. I really wanted to kill him. 

Nothing wasn't really stopping me. I grabbed him by the collar and punched him as hard as I could in the face. 

He fell down to the ground unconscious. I looked around and couldn't see anyone. I grabbed him and dragged him to the back of my car. 

I opened the back and was thankful that my car was a two-seater with a back you could basically sleep in. 

I grabbed him and lifted him up so I could put him in the back. Once I got him in there I closed the back and walked to the front feeling all my pain. 

I opened my door and got in. In the mirror, I could see my nose was bleeding and my bottom lip was busted. 

I sighed and started driving somewhere. Somewhere you couldn't find a body. It took a moment but I finally arrived at the old abanded street where I told Nancy I was a psychopath.

I parked next to an old house someone left. I was hoping to find something I could kill him with. I got out of the car and walked into the house to see if there was a weapon I could use. 

I looked around and saw the kitchen It looked like the whole house need a tetanus shot. I shivered in disgust and from the cold. 

I opened the drawers and found an old screwdriver. I picked it up and felt a smile go to my face. I really want to stab him in the back of the throat. 

I go outside and look around. I walked to the back of my car and opened it. I was met with a sharp pain in my arm. 

I winced and looked down to see Joseph holding a pocket knife. I smacked him in the face and grabbed his hand twisting it. 

He dropped the knife making it fall out of the car. I started to pull making him also fall to the ground. 

He fell straight on his elbow making a loud yell in pain come out of his mouth. I grabbed him by his hair again and grabbed the screwdriver. 

"I warned you not to," I said before stabbing the side of his throat. I let him go and he fell coughing. 

He was desperately trying to cover where he was bleeding. "You shouldn't have pushed me over the edge, Joseph," I said stabbing his hand covering his neck. 

He yelped and started to gasp for air. I grabbed him by the hair once again. "I would like to say that Nancy is pretty much very innocent minded and a total virgin. She's pure." I said. 

Joseph grabbed my t-shirt with his bloody hands and gripped it. I looked at him in disgust. "How are you not dead yet?" I said out loud. 

I held the screwdriver tight and jammed it into his eye socket. When I let him go he fell over dead. I sighed and took a breather before dragging his body into the house. 

I put him on the couch and grabbed his hand. I made his fingerprints get on the screwdriver before leaving this place. 

I was injured and now tired. I really wanted to see Nancy and possibly a doctor. I got in the car and sat back for a moment. 

I started the car and started to really make my way to Nancy's house. My face was still covered in blood. It was dry blood though. 

[Skip to Nancy's House]

I'm in so much pain. My arm hurts and is still bleeding from Joseph stabbing me. My stomach, chest, and penis hurt from his kicking me there. 

I have never been in so much pain. I have a splitting headache. Once I get there I get out of the car and fall to the ground now hurting my shoulder. 

I felt really dizzy all of a sudden. I groaned and got up shutting my car door and trying not to fall in the snow. 

I make my way to the door and notice the car is gone again. I knock and patiently wait for her. I really hope she's home. 

I hear something on the inside and the door opens a bit. Nancy's face that was filled with curiosity turned to immediately worry. 

"Michael?" She asked opening the door a bit but stayed behind it. I saw her cheeks had dry tears. Her cheeks and nose were very red. 

"Please help," I said touching my head. She opened the door a lot more. "Please come in." She said. I walked a bit in and held my head feel worse.

The door shut and I turned to see Nancy's hair a bit damp. I looked down a bit more to see a towel wrapped around her little curvy body. 

"Did I get you at a bad time?" I asked. She shook her head and gently grabbed my hand pulling me to her room. 

"Here lay down." She said gesturing me to her bed. She looked very worried but trying to stay calm. I sat down and looked up at her. 

She sat down next to me clutching on to her towel more making sure it won't fall. "W-wha-what happened?" She asked. 

"Joseph," I said. Her face turned to anger. It still had worry but anger took of her. She stood up and walked out of her room. "Nance?" I called out. 

She didn't answer me. I bit my lip and slowly laid down trying to make my headache go away. I heard her door open. I look up to see her with some ice. 

She sat on the bed and sprawled things out. She had more than ice. "Come here." She said. I leaned up and faced her. 

I sniffled feeling maybe more blood coming out of my nose. She looked at me. "Why'd he do this to you?" She asked wiping under my lip. 

"Cause I started it," I said. She looked away from the dried blood and into my eyes. "What do you mean?" She asked. 

I grabbed her arm gently and pulled her into a hug. she was a bit surprised by that. She tensed up. I held her close wanting to feel her warmth. 

"You wouldn't cheat on me would you?" I asked. "Of course not, Michael." She said. I leaned back so I could lay down. 

She came down with me and was now laying on top of my injured body. "Michael!" She yelled into the crook of my neck. 

"Yeah?" I asked. "what are you doing? My towels coming undone." She said. I could hear the shakiness in her breath. 

"It's only me," I said. I honestly didn't care right now. I need to feel her right now. Make sure she'd be with me forever. 

"Well, I care." She said. I let her go. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. She raised up a bit but fixed her towel. 

I touched her arm. She looked up at me. "I love you, Nancy," I said. She looked at me with more worry in her face. "I love you, too." She said. 

"Can you please lay on me?" I asked. "You're injured." She said. "I know," I said pulling her on me again. "Stop, I'm trying to fix you up." She said getting frustrated with me.

"You can be doctor Nancy later," I said stroking her now almost fully bareback. Her towel fell to her lower back where her scars start to begin. 

"Michael, this is embarrassing." She said. I smiled at her voice becoming squeaky. "You've seen me naked," I said. 

"Am I hurting you?" She asked ignoring what I just said. "Not really," I said. "What'd he do to you?" She asked. 

"He punched me in the nose and lip," I said. "That's all?" She asked. "No, He kicked my stomach, chest, and penis," I said still feeling the pain. 

"What?!?" She said getting up. I was still looking at the ceiling. "Michael your bleeding." She said. I looked at her and then at my arm seeing blood all over her bed. 

"I'm sorry," I said feeling bad about it. "Take off your jacket." She said. I leaned up and took it off seeing my long sleeve covered in blood. She stared at my arm in horror.

"Oh my god." She said reaching over to my arm. "Does it hurt?" She asked. "Of course it does. Everywhere hurts." I said. 

She lifted up my shirt. I felt the coldness sting on my skin once she got my shirt off. "I think we need to take you to the hospital." She said.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes." She said getting out of bed and walking to her closet and grabbing a long sleeve shirt. I watched her closely seeing her move her towel lots. 

"Cant you stitch my arm back?" I asked. If I go there and people find out I was the last person that was near Joseph before he went "Missing", I'm a goner.

"I'm not a doctor, Michael. You're gonna bleed to death." She said walking over with clothes and setting them down. 

"I swear If I see Joseph." She said getting angry. "Nance," I said. "I'll kill him for doing that to you." She said. "Nance," I said again.

"I hate how he is but he just took this way to far." She said. "Nance!" I yelled getting her attention. "What?" She asked. 

"I killed him." I bluntly said. She looked at me shocked and at my arm. "He pushed someone in front of my car and I got out and he kept saying you were in bed with him last night," I said. 

She looked at me still. "He was just making me mad. I punched him and then he succeeded at beating me up and I knocked him out and then..." I paused. 

She just stared at me with so many emotions. "Then took him out to the abandoned street and killed him..." I said. 

She bit her lip. "Why... why do you love killing people?" She asked looking down. I stayed silent not knowing how to say it. 

She came over and sat down on the bed facing away from me. She let her towel fall to her lower back. She then grabbed her baggy shirt slipping it on. 

She turned to me and had tears in her eyes. I bit my lip. I didn't like or want to see her cry ever. "Nance," I said reaching out to touch her but she smacked my hand away. 

She then looked like she was going to speak but didn't. She put her hands over her face and started to sniffle. 

"Nancy-" "Shut up! I'm mad at you right now. Let me think." She said. I didn't expect her to yell at me like that. 

We sat there for a good five minutes before she put her hands down and looked at me. I started to feel like I was gonna pass out. 

She grabbed her clothes and slipped them on and got closer. "Nancy, I feel very dizzy," I said. She looked through the medical stuff and picked up a needle some thread. 

"You have that?" I asked. "Yeah, I bought some." She said. I felt bad again. She looked up at me. "Please don't hurt me if I do this." She said. 

I looked at her weirdly. "I'm not going to hurt you," I said. She crawled over to me and undid my belt. "What are you doing?" I asked confused by her actions. 

"You need something to bite on." She said taking it off. She folded it and got on top of me. She straddled me and put the belt by mouth. 

"Bite down." She said. I did what she said and bit down. She leaned over and grabbed some wipes and wiped my arm. 

I felt a stinging sensation. I groaned and bit down hard onto my belt. "I'm sorry. Bare with me please." She said. 

She grabbed the needle and thread and got close to my arm. I felt the needle piercing through my arm. 

I groaned and gripped her bed sheets and bit down harshly on my belt. "I'm sorry. It'll be over soon." She said. 

I felt every bit of the needle. My vision was going blurry all of a sudden. I think I was crying again. "You're doing so good Micahel." She said. 

I was not doing good. I am in so much pain and I'm crying. I start to move a bit but Nancy stops me. "Michael. It'll be over soon. Please stop." She said. 

I laid my head down and closed my eyes tightly. I tried to think of something besides this needle going into my arm. 

I tried thinking of nice things. I couldn't think of anything nice which was making my pain hurt worse. 

I then thought about the only thing that has been on my mind since it happened. Nancy Giving me a handjob. 

The way her small hand wrapped around me and made me feel so good. The way she made me feel was so pleasuring and didn't make me feel hurt at all. 

My stomach started to stir making my blood rush down there. "I think I'm done." She said. I opened my eyes and stopped thinking about her giving me a handjob. 

She took the belt out of my mouth and then looked down. I bet I got a boner and she felt it. She got off and I got up. 

"W-was that p-p-p-pleasuring for you?" She asked shyly. I looked at her. "Hell no. That was the most painful thing I went through in my life." I said. 

I looked down and did, in fact, get one. "I'm sorry. I had to think about something nice for me to get through that." I said. 

She looked down shyly twiddling her thumbs. She had my blood all over her hands and arms. "Can you help me please?" I asked referring to my nose. 

I don't think she got what I was asking about. "I don't think it's a good idea to do that right now." She said. "My nose," I said. 

"Huh?" She asked. "I want you to help with my nose," I said. "Right." She said getting more wipes and coming over to me. She wiped my nose. 

She kind of touched my nose. "Does that hurt?" She asked. "No," I said. "Good, it's not broken." She said wiping the blood off my face. 

"Your face looks better." She said. "Thank you?" I questioned. "That's not what I meant." She said getting all flustered. 

I couldn't help but smile at her. "Were you crying?" She asked wiping underneath my eye. "If I say yes, will it make me any less of a man?" I asked. 

She got closer and cupped my cheeks. "Is she going to kiss me?" I thought. "Of course not, Michael." She said. 

I looked down feeling ashamed by this. I was taught to be a man and a gentleman, not a wimp that cries. 

"There is nothing wrong with you crying. It's normal. Everyone does it." She said. "I'm not normal and you know that," I said still looking down. 

"You have feelings though and you shouldn't hide them." She said. "It's better to hide them so people won't find the truth," I said. 

"Real men cry, Michael." She said sounding a bit frustrated with me. She got off the bed and walked to her door. "I'm going to get an ice pack for you." She said.

I nodded and laid back down trying to take my mind off the pain. I heard the door open and feel coldness make contact with my chest making me jolt up. 

"Sorry, I should've warned you." She said giving me a worried look. I looked at her like she was crazy for doing that. 

"That was fucking cold," I said touching my chest. "Sorry..." She said looking down. I grabbed the ice pack and put it over my groin.

It felt really weird and hurt but the cold was helping a lot more. I grabbed her blanket and laid down putting it over my upper body. 

"You can put it on me now," I said looking over to me. She grabbed the two other ice packs and set them where my injuries were.

I laid there feeling the coldness getting to me and making goosebumps appear. I Looked over to Nancy sitting crisscrossed looking at me worriedly. 

I moved my right hand up to her and grabbed her hand. "I'm fine," I said giving her a small smile. She gave me a smile and moved closer.

 I made her lay next to me so I could feel her hot breath in the crook of my neck. I played with her long fingernail while I stared up at the ceiling. 

The room was slowly getting dark and I soon was starting to get tired. I started to feel something wet like on me. It was probably the ice packs melting. 

"Nance," I said. Nothing. I tapped her hand. Nothing. I moved a bit and she moved and groaned a bit. She fell asleep. 

I stopped messing with her hand to get the melting ice packs off of me. I lightly tossed them onto the floor making them land on my foot then onto the floor. 

I then a bit feeling uncomfortable and snuggled into her wanting to feel her warmth and not just coldness. I moved the blanket and put it over us. 

I closed my eyes and slowly leaned to her kissing her forehead. She moved closer and moaned like she was going to wake up. 

"I love you."