You were Miriam Mead’s daughter and lived with her. You didn’t have a father, so it was just you and her… until recently.

She went out one night saying she was going to meet up with some fellow Satanists, but the next morning she came back with a boy your age with wavy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. His name was Michael, and your mother told you that he was the Antichrist.

You weren’t sure what to think at first, but over a few months you and Michael grew closer.

It was currently morning and your mother had sent you upstairs to get Michael for breakfast.

You go over to the door of his bedroom and open it, forgetting to knock. You were about to speak when you pause, seeing that he was only wearing his boxers. He had been changing clothes before you walked in. He just stares at you with a slightly surprised expression and a small tint of red on his cheeks.

What do you do?