A/N: Strong Language.
After all the years Michael had been in the pool. He wasn't expecting the Horror. At first the Night-mares were once a month. He was taking Paracetamol, cookies and milk. Sleeping Tablets. He felt like nothing worked. It was always the same dream. The foot-steps. The dark hoodie. The Spiders crawling up his arms.
When his fiancé Nicole brushed up against him, he froze. She was beautiful. But he couldn't hug her back. Michael couldn't face her in the morning. When she called, he made excuses. He told her that he was training. When in reality, he was outside by the local pier. His Coach Mr Bowman had set him up with a New Training Programme. The first Two days of it, Nicole visited him.
Michael felt all this unnecessary pressure and he didn't like it. His family weren't even allowed to come to his Training Camps. Why was Nicole different? Why did Nicole feel like she was different? Michael started to wonder why Nicole really wanted him. He would take her out on dates and drop her at her door like a Gentleman.
They would get a Take out. Nicole would Play-feed him. Michael would clean the plates. He'd put a Blanket over Nicole and creep up to bed. Usually. One Friday it was different. He'd fallen asleep with her at her place. He Locked inside his head. The dream came on like a DVD. Michael's feet would get soaked in water. The Mud would reach his fingertips.
The Spiders were back, but instead of crawling on his arms, they were crawling around his trousers. He's leg twitched and he woke up, to find Nicole rubbing his crotch.
"What are you doing?" He asked his fiance.
"I'm glad you're up. Now we can have fun" Nicole said. She leaned over to kiss him. Her backed aay from her like she was infected.
"I'm gonna go" Michael said said getting up. Nicole grabbed his arm. Michael shook her off.
"Baby wait" Nicole said.
"No!...Look...Don't call me" Michael said.
He got his belongings and left. As soon as he shut the door. Michael knew that he couldn't go home. Nicole was already calling his Sisters right now. She was Best friends with them. For any male Fiance, that would be a perfect situation. But it wasn't tonight.
Michael knew that he had to lie low. He called Nick Diaz. Now he didn't really hang out with the Diaz Brothers during his Training season. Bob had warned him. But tonight he had to call Nick's number. But Would Nick be in?
"Hey" Nick said. Michael swore in relief.
"Hey Nick, it's Mike...can I crash at yours?" Michael asked.
"Whatever. My Little Brother's gonna be in" Nick said. Michael thanked him, He got home. He Packed some clothes into a bag turned his phone off and drove to the Diaz Brother's apartment. He turned his phone back on when he got his things out of the car. He knocked on the door. He waited for a while.
No one was answering. He knocked again.
"Come Nate...Open up" Michael Whispered. After another five minutes Nick's Little Brother Nate opened the door.
"Hey...your Brother said I could stay" Michael said.
"Yeah he said" Nate said. He let him in. Nate went back upstairs. Michael went into the living room. There were beer bottles on the table. To make more room for his stuff Michael put the beer bottles in the bin. Michael was watching TV when Nate came back down. He looked on the table.
"Where's all the Beer?" Nate asked.
"Err...Ohh,...I threw it out" Michael told him.
"Fuck" Nate said, giving Michael a dirty look before he went out. Michael could handle Nate Diaz. He'd have to. He couldn't go back home. The Diaz's Brother's place was Michael's safe haven...
For now...