Chapter 9.
Jessica's point of view.
I feel Michael shake my shoulders quite hard, making me groan out in annoyance. "Michael, it's too early. My alarm hasn't even gone off yet." I say to him and turn my head on the Pillow. I hear him growl as he rips me off the bed and makes me sit up, facing him. I turn to look at him, angry about the rough wake up but then I see how light it was outside. I look at the clock and see that my alarm hadn't gone off in the morning. It was 9 a.m. already and I was an hour late for school. "Shit!" I say and get up from the bed but Michael stops me. I look at his mask's dark eye holes, trying to read his emotions, but I couldn't see any emotions. "What now?" I ask him but he shakes his head. I try to get up again but he pushes me down again. "Michael. I need to go!" I say to him but he shakes his head again. I look at him a little angry. I wanted to go to work and school, yesterday he was ok with it but now he has changed his mind over night. "You said that it would be ok with you. What are we supposed to do all day? You were gone most of the day yesterday. Today is my turn." I say to him but he shakes his head again. I look at him for a while only noticing now that he has my ex's clothes on. I take a deep breath in and out calming myself and trying to forget him already. "Fine! I'll call in and say that I'm not coming in. I think that they will understand because of Sarah." I say to him and he just stares at me.
He hasn't told me anything from the hospital so maybe I could just ask him. But he doesn't speak so maybe he could write his answers down. I try to get up from the bed but Michael pushes me to lay down again. "What is your problem?" I ask him, confused that first he wants me to sit up and now he pushes me back down but he just lays on me without answering. He rests his head on my chest to listen to my heartbeat. I look at him with a blush on my face. Did something happen to him while he was out? He wraps his arms around my body and I start to worry that he wasn't okay. "Why are you so clingy all of a sudden?" I wrap my arms around him and give his back a little rub. I wonder why her wears the mask all the time because I have seen his face already so there is nothing to hide any more. I don't know when he came back last night but I think that he is still tired. "You can have some alone time yo sleep or do anything else if I go where I need to be." He shakes his head quickly and his hold around me tightens. I hiss and lift my other hand to rub his neck. "Okay. I'll stay but I have to go and make a call that I'm not going there for the rest of the week." He gets up and lets me out from under him. I walk over to the phone and call my school and workplace. When I explained what recently happened they understood that I needed some space to process everything that has happened. Besides I can't leave Michael when he was like this. I bet that he would follow me all over town and I didn't want that to happen. When I was making the calls, I noticed that Michael's eyes were glued on to me the whole time. That sent a little shiver down my spine so I decided to turn away from him. It was a little creepy but he was probably a little creepy but he was probably just curious. He doesn't seem to have any experiences with the outside world. Did they even do any rehabilitation with him or even make him study anything? Or was the last time he had studied anything fifteen years ago? It would be really sad if that's the case. I end my last call and turn around to look at Michael. He was still watching me silently and I walk back to him.
"What happened to you at the Hospital? Did you study anything?" he straightens up his head and just stares at me. The mask's eyes were like an empty void, reading all my emotions and thoughts. I look away from him to give him some space but he just silently walks over to me. He puts his hand around my wrist and yanks my arm towards him. I look at him as he points at my vein at the front of my elbow. "Did they put something in your veins?" he nods and lets go of my arm. He sits down next to me. I take his arm and roll his sleeve higher. Now that I look at his arm, I can see little scars on it. It's horrible to look at. I know that he is strong but they gave him something to keep him there is just horrible. What did they give him and how much? "Oh Michael. I'm so sorry." I say to him but he shakes his head. I place a little kiss on his arm where the scars were and he doesn't move at all. "I'm not going to let them take you away from me again." I say to him as comfort, even when I don't think he needs it. He looks at me with his head tilted to the side. I remember that there were other things that I needed to tell him. "My parents probably be here tomorrow." I say to him and he sakes his head. "But they aren't going to stay here with us." Michael tilts his head at my words. "This is your sanctuary, and I think it's only fair that you can stay here in peace." I say to him but to my surprise he puts both his hands on my cheeks. I look at him as he leans his forehead against mine. I smile at the closeness. I didn't know that I missed him this much. A couple of days ago I still thought he was my imagination. "Besides Timmy seems to like you and he hates all other men he has seen, so that's something." I smile at him and try to get up from the bed but he stops me. "Michael, I have to do my morning things. And Timmy probably wants some food too." I say to him and he lets go of me. "is eggs and bacon good for you?" I ask him and he gives me a little nod. I quickly brush my teeth and then walk over to the kitchen Michael following closely behind me. "I have to stop by at the store and buy you some stuff you need to live here." I say to him as I put Timmy's food in his bowl. Timmy was looking at is from the living room window. I was thinking of getting him a friend so that he wouldn't be lonely but now that Michael's here, they can be lonely together. It's amazing that he hasn't got bitten or scratched yet. I put the bowl on the floor but Timmy doesn't move at all. I take the bowel and shake it, as soon as he heard it he ran to the food bowl meowing like crazy. Michael just looks at the cat as he starts to eat his breakfast. I smile at Michael as he turned his head to look at me with a little tilt. "He doesn't eat his food without shaking it." Michael nods as he turns to look at Timmy. Maybe someday Michael can feed him too.
Michael grabs my shoulders tight and I feel tears form in my eyes from the tight grip and I wrap my hands around his wrists, trying to move them from my shoulders. "Michael, I'm not going to go back to him. Let go please." I say to him but his hold only tightens. I dig my nails into his skin, to make him let go but he doesn't move at all even when he starts to bleed a little. He looks at me struggling against his hold. I look up at him with tears in my eye only to see that his eyes were suddenly darker than before. The look in them screamed that they were a predator's eyes. "You are the only one I need." I whisper to him and his hold on my shoulders eases up a little bit. He seems to calm down and I could move my shoulders again. I let go of his wrists to see that there was some blood colouring his pale skin. I wrap my arms around him, trying to silence the voices he hears. He lets go of my shoulders as soon as he feels my arms around him and lets them fall to his sides. "You are the only one I want Michael." I say to him as I listen to his heartbeat. It was pounding in his chest as adrenaline flows through his veins. After a while his heartbeat slows down and I let go of him. I look into his eyes and they seemed to be normal now. I send him a gentle smile and take a step back. "I'll finish the breakfast. After that I will treat the wounds on your wrists." I say to him and turn back to the cooker. Michael sits down on his seat as I finish making the breakfast. He must be hungry from last night. Because of last night I was trying to avoid looking at the News today, I didn't want to see any news about the murders. I put Michael's food on his plate. I made a little extra for him because I didn't know if he has eaten anything since he left yesterday. When I put his plate in front of him, he rolls the mask from his face and starts to eat like he hasn't eaten in ages. I start to eat my breakfast and thinking about what happened just moments ago. The attack wasn't what concerned me but those eyes, I haven't seen anything like that before and I not sure what it was. Did they look like that because of the voices? I look at his body language but he doesn't seem to be threatening at all. In fact, he seemed to be so innocent right now. I should be going to the city to buy the stuff he needed before he gets to attached to me. I finish my breakfast and get up from my seat. I put the dishes in the sink and I walk over to Michael. He eyes watched my every move but he turned his head to look at me when I walked behind him. I roll the overalls over to see what size he was. Michael just sits there for a while but then he turns back to eat the rest of his food. I guess that he trusted me enough to let me touch his neck and back. I wonder if he has ever had a shoulder massage. I wrap my hands on his shoulders and started to rub them a little forcefully. I could feel how stiff his muscles were on his shoulders as I rubbed them, I feel his muscles relax under my touch and I hear a really silent groan from him. That confirmed that he could make some noise he just didn't want to talk. He seemed to be relaxed as he eats. After a while I stop rubbing his muscles when I notice that he has stopped eating his breakfast. "I can massage you more often if you want to." I sat to him as he rolls the mask back down to cover his face. He gives me a little nod as I take his dishes and put them in the sink. I can wash them later. I sit in front of Michael after I took care care of his wrists, looking into his eyes. "I need to go to the store to buy you some things like more clothes and hygiene stuff. Maybe a razor or two." I say to him and he shakes his head. I take a deep breath in. "Michael. I really need to do that. I have to buy some groceries. I will be there maybe two hours." I say to him but he shakes his head again. I slide my hand over the table and I wrap my hands around his. "I won't go anywhere else. Just to the store. I can bring you something sweet too." I send him a gentle smile, trying to convince him to let me go. He looks at me for a moment and lets out a deep sigh while he nods his head. I brush my thumbs over his hand and say a quiet thank you to him. I get up from my seat, making Michael get up too. He walks over to the knife that was still sticking out of the wall and pulls it out of it. He holds it in his hand as he walks over to the couch and sits down. He puts the knife on the coffee table and looks at the TV. I walk to it on turn it on for him. It had some cartoons on and I decided to leave them on for him. He looks at the cartoon and doesn't seem to mind them. Timmy walks over to him and jumps on the couch next to him. He lays down and Michael starts to pet his head as he watches the TV. I shake my head with a little laugh ans walk to get my purse from my room. When I get back to the living room, Michael was laying on the couch with Timmy laying down on his chest. He was petting Timmy's back while they watched the TV together. They looked so cute together and I couldn't help but smile. Michael seemed to be so innocent, like a little kid enjoying a free Saturday. I walk to him and run my hand through the masks hair. I still wanted to ask him about the mask but I'll do it later. "I'll go now. I'll be back as soon as I can." I say to him and he turns his head to look at me and then he turns back to the TV. I give Timmy a little rub on his back and then head over to the front door. "If someone call or comes to the door, don't answer. Don't even look out of the window. I don't want anyone to see you." I say to him but I don't get an answer from him. He must have heard me but he doesn't answer. "Bye Michael and Timmy." That was the last thing I said to them before I got out of the door.
I walk over to my car and as I was opening the door I hear someone behind me. I turn around only to meet none other than Dr. Loomis. I almost jump from the surprise. "Dr. Loomis! What a surprise!" I say to him, trying not to sound too nervous. He looks me up and down and then nods. "I was patrolling this area to see if Michael was here. I even visited its old house but it seems that it hasn't been there since Halloween. Besides there has been some murders on the other side of town so maybe it has moved there." I swallow a lump in my throat as I think for an answer. "I'm sorry to hear that. My parent are coming here tomorrow maybe you could ask them some things from them. I'm sure they remember more abut him than I do." I say him, making him nod. "I'll do that. How are you feeling?" He asks and I shrug my shoulders. "I feel tired and I want to move on. It's a little hard sometimes." I say to him, feeling the emotions rush back and my voice was a little shaky. He nod again at my words. He turns to look at my house and he is silent for a while. "Don't worry. We'll find it sooner or later. I'll let you go about your day now." He says as he starts to walk away. I say my goodbyes to him and get in the car. I really don't know which one was creepier, Michael or Dr. Loomis. I know that it's his job to find Michael, but the fact he comes here every day to look for him is just super creepy. I don't know if he's suspecting me but I start to panic more and more when he comes here. I feel a shiver run down my spine at the thought that he could come back and see Michael. I don't know what they would do if they see each other again but I think it would be violent and bloody and one of them would end up dead. I start my car and start driving to the store. I didn't want Michael to get hurt or killed. I don't know what I would do if something happened to him. I didn't even realize how attached I was to him and it made me feel stupid. It was dangerous to let him be so close but I had missed him for far too long and now I had him back, I wasn't going to let him go so easily.