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��


31. Chapter 31

Hey y'all! This is wayyyy over-do, but things have NOT slowed down in the world, so it's been hard to get back on here. I'm so glad y'all are still with me and support/comment on my stories <3 Let's move on babes, this one's pretty long :-) xx


Warning: cussing


Y/n's P.O.V


"T-Troy, w-why were you going through my phone?" I asked, trying to keep my voice from wavering.


"You mean the one I PAY FOR?!" He shouted, "WHO THE HELL IS LU? ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?"


"No! No! Troy, I'd never cheat on you, please, Luke is just-"


"Just a friend? Suuuure. And you don't deserve another slap." He chuckled, stepping forward, "Let's stop with the lies, now, yes?" I nodded.


"Okay." He whispered devilishly, "take your dumb ass phone, take your dumb ass stuff, take your dumb aSS SELF AND FIND A NEW PLACE TO STAY! YOU BETTER BE GONE BY TOMORROW MORNING!"


"Y-yes sir, I promise Troy." I whimpered.


"Fucking slut." He hissed, chucking my phone for my face, which I blocked with my arms, and stomping back up the stairs.


I sighed, a tear trailing down my face, and picked up my-now slightly cracked- phone from the floor.


'When ya wanna meet babe? xx -Lu'

'Y/n? Are you okay??- Lu'

'I'm on my way over now, I'm driving you, no is not an answer :P -Lu'

'I hope you're okay -Lu'

'I'm waiting outside the apartment, thought it'd be best if Troy didn't see me. -Lu'


Oh Luke... He's such a sweetheart, if only he knew how bad things actually get, and that Troy did, in fact, see his text.


I sighed again and wiped my eye, accidentally hitting my eyebrow, making me wince.


I definitely needed stitches.


I tip-toed out the door as fast as I could, quietly closing the door behind me and running straight for Luke's car, scrambling in.


"WOah!" He giggled, "what's up your ass?"


"Please drive, Luke." I whispered, buckling.


His mood dimmed, "Oh.." He knew what had happened, just by my actions.


I reached to turn on the radio and 'Anywhere But Here' by Mayday Parade was almost finished playing.


"-will you answer my prayer
Secret love, my escape
 Take me far far away
 Secret love, are you there
 Will you answer my prayer
 Please take me anywhere but here
 Anywhere but here"



I had no idea why, but those lyrics made me think of Michael.


Okay, I did know why.


He was my real love, and I guess it was like a secret to the earth.


But the biggest comparison was that he was my escape.


He was becoming one of my best friends, and I just had to ruin it.


I don't regret loving him... I still love him... But I regret ever leaving.


"-maybe go to lunch after, is that alright with you?" Luke asked, his voice finally coming to my ears.


"Hmm?" I asked, looking his way.


"After the hospital, wanna go get lunch?" He smiled, pulling into the ER lot.


"Sure." I smiled back, "Lu, I don't think you're supposed to park here, this is for emergencies only."


"You're always an emergency, Y/n" He winked, stopping the car.


"Stop being a fuckboiii." I giggled, opening the door and climbing out.


"So you wanna fuck me, aye?"


*** After examination***


"Okay, that should do it, Miss." The older lady smiled, wiping my eyebrow with a Q-tip.


"Thank you, so much." I tried to smile, but I couldn't really raise my eyebrows, now that there was 6 stitches in one.


"Don't strain your face too much, darling."


Darling... Michael called me darling...


"Honey? You still there?" The doctor asked, waving a hand in front of my face.


"Yes ma'am, thank you again, just charge to my credit and I'll be going now." I waved, grabbing my new pain medication from the table and walking out to the waiting room to find Luke.


"You took like a year." He whined, as we got in the car.


"Shut up" I laughed, buckling.


"How many stiches? Did it hurt? What about your lip? Any other bad injuries? Did she ask questions?-" He bombarded.


"Not nearly as much as you right now." I sighed, leaning to face him properly, "6 Stitches, it stung a lot, lip will heal in a few days, I only have minor bruises and I just told her we were working to help a construction building and I hit my head on a plank." I said in one breath.


"She believed that?" He asked.


"I guess." I shrugged, "Where to eat?"


*after lunch*


"So Troy kicked you out..?" He repeated.


Right now we sat in the car, in the apartment lot, when I told him that I had been kicked out officially and had to be gone by tomorrow.


"Yup." I said, popping the 'p'


"Hmmm..." He thought hard, then grabbed his phone with a smile and texted someone a long message, and held up his pointer finger in my direction, before his phone buzzed and his smile got wider "You're staying with us!"


That's all for tonight babes xx Again, sorry for lateness but I felt so supported through it all by y'all, and I hope you continue to enjoy my stories, as I do. Thankyou for reading so far<3 Love y'all








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