Welcome {Michael Clifford}

Y/n closed her eyes…and never woke up.

Now y/n's in the afterlife and meets people from all over who have passed.

But she takes special interest in demon Michael Clifford-who has a horrid past

What will happen when y/n has to choose, stay in the afterlife? Or leave back to earth for a second chance?

What about her boyfriend on earth,Troy!?

Read to find out!☺️❤️thanks��


26. Chapter 26

A very much needed chapter huh? A LOT of wants for this! <3 Let's just get to it already~ ;)


Warning: cussing, SOOO many feels y'all


Y/n's P.O.V


"M-Mikey?" My voice sounded weak and soft, child-like.


I saw Michael release Troy's neck and pause, facing away from me.


"W-what's going on?" I asked, slowly walking forward.


"RUN! Y/N! HE'S CRAZY! RUN!!" Troy exclaimed, trying to catch his breath, his body still pinned under Michael.


I took every ounce of courage in me and continued to walk forward until I could reach my hand out and touch Michael's shoulder. Which is exactly what I did.


I heard him let out a struggled sigh and noticed how his muscles immediately relaxed. All because of my touch?


"Y/n..." He whispered. I practically melted at my name leaving him.


"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE YOU BITCH! RUN!" Troy screamed, wiggling.


Michael's body tensed again and I removed my hand as Michael's came in contact with Troy's jaw.


"Shut the fuck up! I mean, you've gotta be fucking kidding mate! You barely have the breath to say a few words, are you really going to waste more by screaming at her? Isn't that what brought me here in the first place?!" He hissed.


I've never really seen Mikey like this and it was honestly terrifying.


"Michael, what's going on?" I asked again, crouching in front of him.


What does he mean 'brought me here in the first place'?


He instantly looked away and closed his eyes, trying to hide his black eyes.


I reached my hand out and cupped his cheek, stroking his jaw.


He faced me again and opened his eyes, the black subsiding to a grey fog then to his bright green orbs.


In our moment, we didn't realize the fact that Troy had now passed out due to lack of air and Michael broke away from me by standing up.


"My deed is done, he will never, under any circumstances hit you again. Or I'll give him more than a little beat down. Got it?" He asked, not making eye contact with me.


I felt every emotion from the night I left him all over again and tears were, once again, streaming down my face.


I nodded, knowing he had to have seen that and tried to take a deep breath to calm myself.


He turned back to me, his expression softening.


"Why would you let him hit you?" He sounded almost broken but quickly recovered, "We all know you have more strength in your little thumb than he has in his whole body."


"Not since I left..." I mumbled.


"What?" He asked, walking closer.


"Nothing." I whispered "I let him because I deserved it Michael."


Michael's P.O.V


I had heard her perfectly, but I decided against questioning it further and played dumb.


"Nothing." She whispered "I let him hit me because I deserved it Michael."


I felt my eyes burn once again and my knuckles turn white "What the fuck do you mean?"


"I talked back..." She said, looking at Troy's figure and standing up, now meeting my eyes "I shouldn't have talked back. I knew better."


I wouldn't have believed that this came from her mouth, but her look seemed confident in what she was saying.


"You talked back? So you got hit?" I questioned, she nodded.


"You don't understand it, Michael. I-"




"Mikey.." She whispered, stepping close to me again.


"Don't. I should be going now..." I mumbled, knowing I took this too far. "Good-bye."


I started walking towards the door, but stopped when a choking sound erupted.


I felt my eyes sting, not from blackness, but from tears and a sudden load of sadness.


Y/n's P.O.V


"Again?" I whimpered, choking softly on my sob.


He stopped in his place for a moment, as if thinking then nodded and walked out the door.


He had done it again. My heart was, again, in a million pieces with no way of putting them back together.


I really did deserve someone like Troy, hell, I was lucky I had him.


Oh shit guys! Sorry for the feels lol. If I'm 100% honest, 'Welcome' is my favorite out of my stories. It's my most favorite to write and I just love y'all reactions. Speaking of which- how do you feel now that she's finally torn to shreds? Michael being a little fluff ball then an ass? Comment your thoughts (I might update again-before 'Restless'- if I get a lot of comments) Thankyou for reading so far<3 Love y'all


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