My Bully

Caretaker

"So, how was everything going with you and Grace?", I ask.

"What do you mean?", he asks.

"You know what I mean.", I say and smirk.

"We didn't. I didn't even kiss her."

"Mmm.", I hum.

"You don't wanna be with anybody?", he asks.

I shake my head. "They're all liars.", I say.

"Not all of them.", he says and smirks.

"Look, nobody will understand me. They'll think I'm a psycho.", I say.

"Some people understand you though.", he says.

I shake my head. "They haven't been in my shoes.", I say.

"Talk to me, Precious.", he says.

I let out a deep sigh.

"Can we talk about that later?", I ask.

"Okay. You feel sleepy?", he asks.

I nod. He kisses my forehead.

"Good night, babygirl.", he says.

"Good night, my Applehead.", I say.

I fall asleep in his arms.

2 hours later...

"Joyce. Wake up! You need to take an injection.", he says and caresses my head.

I moan. "Michael, I'm trypanophobic.", I say.

"Oh!", he says. "Look, hold my hand and squeeze it if it hurts."

"What is this injection for?", I ask.

"Calcium.", he answers. "Are you ready?"

I nod. He holds my arm and rubs my vein with his thumb gently. He gets the injection and holds my hand. He inserts the thin needle with a hand and holds my hand with the other one. I squeeze his hand and squeeze my eyes shut.

"Uhhh.", I groan in pain.

He takes the needle out and I leave his hand. He puts a plaster and rubs it with his thumb gently. I suck my teeth. He kisses my hand.

"Thanks. It didn't really hurt.", I say.

He kisses my forehead.

"Good night, sweetheart.", he says.

I rest my head on his chest and fall asleep.

In the morning...

I wake up. I can't see Michael next to me.

"Michael!", I call.

He runs upstairs to me.

"Good morning, honey.", he says. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah.", I say.

I try to stand up but I can't. Michael holds my hips helping me to stand up. I stand up.

"Can I use the bathroom, please?", I ask.

"Yes, of course.", he says.

"Can you help me go there?", I ask.

He nods. He holds my waist and helps me walk there.

"Thanks.", I say and peck his lips.

I go there and close the door. I try to stand on one leg and do morning hygiene but I fall. Michael heard that and rushes to the bathroom. He invites himself inside.