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Annie's POV
I sat on the floor by the door, sobbing.
"I'm so stupid.",I whispered. "I don't deserve to love Michael."
I got up and walked upstairs. I went into my room and threw myself onto the bed, sobbing.
"I hurt him. I hurt him." I heard someone coming up the stairs to my door. I looked up. Silence.
Michael's POV
I didn't, couldn't, believe Annie would do that. Cheat on me. Why would she? How could she? I groaned and leaned against the wall. I heard her crying. I wanted to comfort her, but what does she feel about me? What would she do?
I heard her bedroom door slam upstairs. I felt a slight rage in me. One voice in my head yelled that she betrayed me, to leave her. I didn't want to. I really loved her.
I walked out of the living room and up the stairs to her room. I heard her crying. I raised my hand to knock, but I stopped. What if she doesn't love me?
I lowered my hand, and headed to my room. Not true. I leaned against the door. What if she doesn't?
Annie's POV
It was dinner time and Janiya was humming, eating her macaroni and cheese. I picked at my salad, not looking up at Michael. I set down my fork and stood up. He only looked up slightly.
"I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Good night, baby girl.", I said, kissing Jainya's forehead.
"Good night ,Mommy.", she chirped. I walked past Michael. He looked down, his head slightly turning in my direction. I walked up to my room and changed into my nightgown. Laying down on my bed, tears found their way out of my eyes.
I didn't, couldn't, fall asleep. I looked at the clock. I t was 2 a.m. I had been awake for 6 hours. Janiya was fast asleep and I figured Michael was, too. I turned over in my bed, looking at the picture of me and Michael again. I heard a knock on the door. I sat up straight, looking at the door. Was it Michael?
I stood up and walked to the door. I opened the door to see Michael standing there. He looked at me then down at the floor.
"Michael?", I whispered. He sighed. I expected him to tell me to leave. Never come back.
"Who was he, Analisa?", he asked, looking into my eyes. I sighed, a tear streaming down my cheek.
"Come inside." I moved away from the door letting Michael step in. He closed the door behind him, looking at me.
"He's an old friend of mine. I met him when I was still with Andre."
"But why- why- why did you do that with him?"
"It happened. I didn't mean it to happen, Michael."
Michael sighed and turned around, crossing his arms. His fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he shook his head.
"Michael, you know I didn't mean it. I told him I love you and he didn't listen. He kissed me. Then, it happened, against my will. I didn't mean it-"
He turned around quickly, walking up to me.
"Just tell me you still love me. I can't go on knowing you don't love me. Just tell me- tell me the... truth.",he said quickly, looking into my eyes.
"Of course I love you. I can't, won't, stop loving you. I've always loved you. I always wi-" I got cut of by his lips on mine. He pulled my body against his, hugging me. I slid my arms around his neck. He pushed me to the wall, still kissing me. He broke away and looked at me.
"I forgive you. I believe you. I love you. God, I love you.", he whispered, kissing me again. I hugged him tightly. He slid me up the wall, trailing his kisses to my neck. I wrapped my legs around him and he slid me back down, kissing me again.
He kissed my neck and I whispered, "I love you", over and over again. He slid my nightgown over my head and dropped it on the floor. He kissed me and carried me to the bed. It wasn't long before we were both bare and whispering sweet words and promises in our passionate love-making.