Requested by - ItzzZoee
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Michael's pov:
Okay so I might have gotten bailed out. But I also might have gotten arrested, again. Noah was off work. Meaning he didn't know I'm arrested. Meaning he's gonna be mad I've gotten arrested, again. At least my room was cleaner this time.
"Michael-Rose Anderson." I flinched hearing my full name
I turned to see it was Noah, arms folded, clearly cross.
"Oh- heyy-" I stood up and went to the cell
"Your such an idiot." He pulled my hair (not in a abusive way)
"Ow bitch, IT WASN'T MY FAULT THIS TIME-" I hissed
"Making a graffiti about big dicks isn't your fault?" He let go of my hair
"Nope" I shook my head
"Drunk driving isn't your fault?"
"Nope" I smiled
"You piss me off." He sighed
"But you like it." I teased
"Your staying here for a month." He stated
"WHAT. NO. NOAH DON'T DO THIS.." I begged
And the bitch just left.
"NOAHHHHHH" I whined
So I could either blackmail him or make an act. I'm creating an act since I slayed so hard in drama when I was at school. I could break my arm, Noah would feel bad and he'd obviously take me to the hospital then I could beg him to let me off. I really need alcohol. He wasn't patrolling at dinner which drove me mad. I remember where his office is though, I'm just have to do some sneaking around. The food is gross I ain't eating that shit, no way, rather starve. I snuck off saying I was going to the bathroom. As I'm married to Noah I do have my own privileges here, I get a better room, I don't need some supervising me and a bunch of other shit. Although I'm mad that luxury food isn't on that list. I ain't eating prison food it looks like vomit mixed with explosive diarrhea with a hint of piss.
I did get a bit lost but we don't talk about that. EW THE FUCK WHY'S THE FLOOR WET? did someone piss?? Ew... I kicked Noah's office door down.
"What."
Some girl was there, kissing him. He looked disgusted though. Well good cause only I can kiss him stupid blonde bastard with your shitty tattoos fucking Barbie doll but from eBay the fuck. OO I COULD GET MY ACTON RIGHT HERE, I'm super smart. Totally didn't fail my GCSE's like what. Noah heard me and kicked the girl away, damn right he should.
"Michael- my darling, I swear to God I'm not cheating, she just came up to me" he stood up, taking my hand
I started fake crying, my fake crying is just as similar to my normal crying, only my father could tell the difference.
"Michael-" he tried hugging me but I kicked him in the stomach
"How could you!" I fake yelled
I'm so good at this.
When he goes low even though it's not his fault, I go lower. I mean it ain't bad is it? I don't care if it's bad that I do this.
"Michael you have to believe me-"
And I stormed off, fake crying till I reached two floors down, I stopped, gee I was good this. I'm so amazing.
It was night, obviously I'm not gonna go sleep. Gotta make myself look as horrible as possible so I'm able to get out. Noah won't mind it. Well when he finds out. He finds it funny when he actually buys my acting. My cell was open and then it closed, I knew it was Noah and it was, he climbed onto me and cuddled me.
"I know you were acting. I saw you smile."
Dammit. I hmph'ed and pushed him off, rolling onto the other side except well like I fell. He burst out laughing.
"DON'T LAUGH I THINK I'M BLEEDING-" I sniffed
"Your not, don't worry baby." He chuckled kissing my forehead