“I’m coming!” She yelled, incredibly irritated at the pounding at the door that just wouldn’t stop. When she opened the door, she was not expecting to see Michael. He was barefoot and teary-eyed. His face was puffy and wet.
“Can I come in?” He asked politely as if this was all normal.
She opened the door wide, moving aside for him to come in, “What the hell happened to you?” She brought him to the couch and held him as he leaned his head on her shoulder.
“Grandma kicked me out. She said not to come back. She doesn’t want me anymore,”
Constance had always seemed so devoted to her grandson. It didn’t seem to add up. Either way, the proof seemed to be the boy crying before her.
“I’m sure she’s just upset. We can try and talk to her,” Y/N reasoned as she held him, stroking his hair while he wiped his tears on his jacket sleeve.
He shook his head, “She won’t. She was so mad,”
“You can stay here until it’s all sorted,” she said as she began to gently rock him as she wrapped her arms around him. He felt better now, safer. He believed that she could help him. Maybe even more than Constance could because Y/N never yelled at him. Ever.
“I can stay here? I promise to be good,” he looked up at her and she wiped the tears off his cheeks. She smiled and nodded and Michael moved to lay his head in her lap, eyes closing and breathing becoming more even as she stroked his hair calmingly.
Blurb on after constance yelled at michael to leave the home, except michael doesnt get run over but instead goes to y/ns home! SAFE AND SOUND!!
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