Catch me if I fall

When the coast is clear, we begin our trip back to the school, since I left my backpack. As we walk he begins to ask me a few questions.
“Wait… So earlier, you said that you got used to it. Does that mean you go through that often?”
“Well, I’ve been bullied since I can remember, so, yea. Pretty much every day.” I say back as if it was no big deal. He looks at me with a puzzled face.
“How can you go through THAT every day?!” he says, now getting angry. Wow. Why’s he getting mad?
“I mean, I’ve gotten used to it. They have a reason why they SHOULD be bullying me anyway…”
“Are you serious!? You just saved me from getting plowed down! You’re too good of a person to go through this bullshit every day!” he says frustrated. Oh, so he’s not mad at me. He’s mad at the people bullying me.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s my problem to deal with.” He just sighs in return. For the next five minutes, we just walk without saying anything. It’s not until he breaks the silence by asking a question that makes me want to drop dead.
“What’s the reason for them wanting to bully you so much?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, his face had an expression that said he wished he could take it back. I stop dead in my tracks. Shit, should I tell him? But, what if he makes fun of me? If that happens I’ll be completely crushed. Shit, he’s waiting for an answer.
“Ummm… it’s kinda personal.” I stuttered like an idiot. His face softens and nods his head understandingly. Thank God.
“Quick question, how old are you?” I asked.
“14.” He said. Fucking Christ. This is getting good.
“Same.”
He smiles on of the most innocent smiles I’ve ever seen and says, “Cool beans.”
We turn around the corner and see the school. Approaching the steps of the door, I see that Jordan is no longer there. Awesome. I quickly run up the stairs and pickup my backpack. When I turn around, I’m shocked to see that Mikey’s still with me. I thought he would have gone home by now. Since I didn’t want him to think I was ignoring him, I said, “okay. Let’s go.” He nodded and we left outside. When we reach the end of the street, he asks me, “Where do you live? I’ll walk you home.” Jesus fucking Christ. This kid is so sweet, he’s gonna make me cry.
“Down the street.” I say, trying my hardest not to smile like an idiot.
“Awesome. Same here.” He says. Damn this kid must of known that so far we were gonna be together a lot. Then suddenly I remembered WHY I was excited to go to school this week.
“Hey, speaking of which, are you new here? I’ve never seen you until today.”
He smiled weakly and said,
“Yea. Kinda. I moved here last week but everyone was on fall break, so, no one’s known about me and my brother until now.” Holy shit. He has a brother? Dear God, I wonder if he’s just as hot and sweet as Mikey is. Wait. Did I really just think that?
“Oh. Well where are you from?”
“I was born here, along with my brother, but we moved about three years ago to New York . But because of some weird stuff, we had to move back here.” He says as we turn around a corner and reach my house.
“Well here’s as far as I go. Thanks for walking me home, that was really sweet of you.” I say, detecting a blush forming on his cheeks.
“No problem. I’ll see you at school, yea?” he asks, pushing up his glasses.
“Yea man. See ya later.” I say as he begins to walk down the street to his own house.
“Bye!” he yells back.
When I turn around to face my door, I’m hit by reality again. Shit, I’m home late! My dad’s gonna be pissed! I grab my keys and slowly open the door. OH MY FUCKIN GOD. THANK THE FUCKING LORD. HES PASSED OUT ON THE GROUND. I slowly creep up into my room and begin to complete my homework. Once I am finished, I walk back down stairs and carry my dad to his bedroom and close the door. Now, since my dad’s in his room, I can clean up the house. Maybe if I do it before he wakes up, I can get out of such a harsh beating. I pick up beer bottle and cans, cigarette butts, bottle caps and even a used condom. Gross. When I finish putting things in the garbage can, I vacuum the living room and the stairs. Hmmm… I’m all finished. I should probably make him dinner so that he won’t be bitching about it later. I finally decide to just make him spaghetti and sauce, since it’s his favorite. I cook the noodles and then make the sauce so that it’ll be fresh when he wakes up. When I finish, I head back to the living room to go back upstairs when I see my dad woke up.
“Why the fuck are you here?” he growled at me. I just look at him and say nothing. How do I respond to that?
“Get out of my fucking way.” He barked at me as he shoved me to the ground.
“Fucking cunt…” I mumbled. He snapped his head to look at me. FUCKING SHIT.
“What was that?” he said. Well I’m in for it now.


Mikey’s P.O.V

After saying good bye to Karamel, I walked down the street to my own house. As I entered the house, I was questioned with ‘How was your day?’ and ‘Are you hungry?’ and other things like that by my mother. After greeting and answering her questions, I walked upstairs and started to think about my day. Seeing as how I’m a loser and a little faggot, there’s no way she could or would like me, as a friend or partner. I mean, it would be awesome to be friends with Karamel, let alone lovers. Wait… does she even like me as a friend? I just met her. I bet she thinks I’m a loser. And did she see me blush when she said it was sweet of me to walk her home? I really hope she didn’t see that. I guess I was so deep into thought because I didn’t notice my brother, Gerard, standing in the doorway.
“Uhhh… Mikes, are you okay? I’ve been standing here for five minutes and you still haven’t answered me.” He said with a concerned look.
“What was the question?”
“Do you wanna skip school tomorrow? Blink is playing at the park but,it’s during school hours.”
“No Gee! Sure, I wanna go, but I don’t wanna skip school!” I whined.
“But Mikey! This is Blink were talking about!” he whined back. “ and besides, all the cool kids are going.” He teased.
“Are you calling me ‘lame’ good sir?” I asked.
“Yup.huehuehue” he giggled.
“Fine. Ill go. But only to prove you wrong. And to listen to some quality music.” I smirked.
“Yes! I knew you would come through for me Mikes. He cheered, leaving my room.
Well, lets see how this goes.

Notes

Yes! Mikey's point of view in this chapter! did i do any good? Comment below cuz they make me happy and make me want to update more.>.<<br> ~Sgt. Bubbles