After the coldness brushed over us I sat up and looked over at Michael, he was just looking at me. I was so happy that we were outside and he trusted me enough to bring me out here. Finally I stood ready to go back inside. I walked to the kitchen and ate the dinner he had made earlier, finally feeling a growl in my stomach. I felt bad for getting so mad but I had to remember I was allowed to get mad, he was keeping me here against my will. 

I walked into the living room and sat on my side of the couch. He had flipped on the television and began watching something. It was so strange to me that he was such a normal inside person. He wasn't scary when you got to know him, he did the same thing normal people did, he was just also a serial killer that terrorized our town. 

After I ate I washed the dishes and rejoined him on the couch. I felt him staring at me from the other end where he sat. I usually never sat this far away from him. He was use to me being close and leaning on him for warmth and comfort. I didn't have an issue, I was just comfortable here. "Is something wrong?" he asked, continuing to stare at me. 

I turned my head to look at him and shook my head slightly. "No, everything is fine." He didn't seem assured. If he wanted me to sit next to him he could just ask. I scooted down a little bit so I was next to him and he seemed reassured now. I smiled softly and rested my head on his shoulder. Honestly it was nice that he liked me close. I felt like he did truly want to protect me and keep me safe. I liked that because I didn't have that much in my life anymore. I felt his heart beat rise as I laid my head on his shoulder and a sly smile danced on my lips. 

I wanted to mess with him, he was also so serious and never really seemed to have any fun. Plus what's the worst that could happen? Us have a good time. I looked up at him as he watched tv and he moved his head to look down at me. "What?" I asked innocently. He shook his head and looked back at the tv. I slid my hand over his leg and felt his body jerk. A bigger smile tugged at the corner of my lips but I tried to wipe it away and seem like I wasn't aware of what I was doing. 

I pulled myself up and walked into the kitchen to get a drink and then when I got back to the couch I lowered myself into his lap, looking at him at eye level. His eyes squinted like he was smiling and I felt myself blush. I don't know why he had that ability to do that to me. I knew this was messing with him but I didn't care. I leaned my face down into the crook of his neck and he jerked back. "You're gonna get in trouble," he said softly a groan playing on his voice. I looked up and smiled.