Clearwater [Mikey Way]

I stand at the end of the dock, watching Mikey from a distance.
That’s where he’s been all night.
Just staring at the water.
I showed him the picture, like I said.
He was actually pretty calm about it.
Well, until he thought he was alone.
Then he broke down.
I know, deep down, he knew.
But I guess seeing it straight up just made reality hurt more than needed.
I sigh slightly, watching the poor boy from a distance before I choose to take the long walk down the short pier.
I hear him huff and sniffle as I sit down next to him.
We’re silent for a while before I speak up.
“I’m sorry…” I say and he shakes his head not looking at me.
“Don’t be. I’m thankful you told me. I just wish I’d been smart enough to realise what was going on sooner.” He says and I sigh.
“You knew.” I say simply and he nodded.
“I guess I did. I knew there was something fishy about her.” He says and I chuckle.
“What? Apart from her vagina?” I ask and he just gives me a look, shaking his head and chuckling slightly.
“Damn you. You just know how to make me smile.” He says and I chuckle.
“Wiggles the fucking clown is my name.” I say and he just smiles, looking back at his feet that don’t quite touch the water despite his long legs.
He sighs slightly.
“Why did I even think she would be wholly mine? I’m just a quiet skinny kid. I’m not good looking or anything. I’m nothing special…” he says and I look at him.
I glance down at our hands that are only a few inches away from each other’s and I slowly move mine over, grabbing his softly.
“That’s untrue. Oh god, that’s a fucking lie.” I say.
He goes to say something but I cut him off.
“Mikey, you’re amazing. You’re sweet, cute, talented and smart. And I couldn’t be any more in love with you.” I say, not looking at him.
I feel his hand slowly grip mine and I smile slightly, standing up.
He looks up at me and I just giggle.
I pull my top off and slide my shorts down, leaving me in a red and black bra with black panties.
Mikey goes wide eyed and looks away.
“What the hell are you doing?!” he shrieks, not looking at me.
I just giggle at his reaction and pull my hair out of its loose bun and running my fingers through it to smooth it out.
“You’ve seen me in a bikini, what’s the difference?” I ask, moving my shirt and shorts into a small pile.
“What the fuck are you planning to do anyway?” he asks, slowly looking back at me.
I can’t help but notice his eyes running over my body and I suddenly become kinda self-conscious.
I cross my arms over my stomach and step back before I just snap myself out of it.
“This.” I say simply and get my running start, diving into the deep dark water lit only by moonlight.
Mikey peeks over the edge of the dock and gives me a ‘You’re insane’ look. “We’ll be punished if they catch you swimming after dark.” He tells me and I shrug, paddling backwards.
“Well, if we’ll both get in trouble, why don’t you come in too? Come on! The water isn’t even cold.” I insist and he just shakes his head, standing up and going to walk away.
I roll my eyes.
“Pwetty Pwease?” I pout and hear him chuckle slightly.
He turns back and pulls his glasses, shirt and jeans off, leaving him on boxers before jumping into the water with me.
I giggle and drop under the water, knowing he can barely see without glasses.
I open my eyes under the normally crystal clear water, swimming on my back and seeing the moon illuminating the water.
I quickly swim over to a disorientated Mikey, biting back a giggle, and shaking his shoulder while yelling “RAH!”
He jumps a mile in the air and turns to me, glaring.
I lose my shit laughing and he pouts.
“You’re such a bitch!” he says and I giggle.
“Awwwww. I sawwy.” I say and he rolls his eyes.
“No you’re not.” He says and I nod.
“Yeah. I’m really not.”
***
“You know, I still hear old Fleshface still stalks these woods, looking for his next unsuspecting victims.” Mikey tells me.
He had moved back under the dock when the rain had started to fall.
The weather here is really unpredictable.
I just roll my eyes and give him a look.
He chuckles. “I’m not kidding. I guess you never heard about the massacre here.”
I chuckle and shake my head.
“No. But I sense you’ll tell me?” I say as more of a question than anything else.
He chuckles and shoves me to the side, making small waves in the water.
“Well, it was way back in the 1830’s. The first year of camp ever. A girl names Alice and her boyfriend Joel snuck away from camp and down to this very lake so they could do it without anyone knowing, because you know, it was taboo back then. Anyway, they were both half naked and lying on the sand over there,” he pointed to a bank on the far side of the lake before he continued. “When the boyfriend felt something sharp and warm touching his bare stomach. He opened his eyes and saw Alice speared on a huge knife, and the pointy part had gone right through the girl who was on top of him. He tried to run but he was easily pulled back by the man wearing the mask made of human flesh! He killed him the same way he killed the girlfriend before cutting off all their limbs and head and throwing them in the lake, turning the water red. They say, if you look hard enough, you can still see the light red tint in the lake water that we’re swimming in tonight.” He says. “They never caught the guy. He’s still on the loose. He doesn’t age, or at least he’s replaced. Every year, there’s a new sighting, If not a new victim.”
I crack up laughing.
I probably would have drowned if Mikey didn’t keep me above water.
“You are so full of shit!” I manage through my laughs.
He laughs a bit too and shakes his head. “I’m not kidding.”
I shake my head, still laughing. “First off, that is such a rip off of Bloodyface from American Horror Story, and second off, that’s just fucking ridiculous.”
He chuckles “Well you’ll be killed by the end of camp. I’ll miss ya, but don’t say I didn’t warn ya!”
I giggle and roll my eyes.
“Ooooooh! I’m soooo scared!” I tease and laugh, letting the conversation die.
He pouts and sighs.
We’re silent for a little longer, listening to the crickets and the sound of the water washing against the shore.
“You said you were in love with me. Is that true?”
Mikey breaks the silence and I begin to blush madly, hoping he can’t see me in the dark.
“Uh, yeah… I shouldn’t have said that.” I say and hear him chuckle softly.
He pulls me close, treading water to keep the both of us up and letting me just let him hold me up.
“Yes you should have… and don’t worry about Fleshface. I’ll protect you…” he says quietly.
He slowly leans in and I lean the rest of the way to meet his lips.
He rests one hand at the back of my head and I put my on the back of his neck, pulling him closer.
I kiss him hungrily, desperate for more of his addictive taste and he returns the gesture.
It feels right now.
He’s not with Taylor.
I’m not with Patrick.
There’s nothing stopping us.
When we pull away a bit later, were both all smiley and giggly.
He’s blushing madly and I’m positive I’m doing the same thing.
“We should get back before Tyler does her rounds and figures out we’re missing.” He says, grinning like a fool.
I giggle, nodding.
We make our way back to the dock and climb up.
I dress quickly over my soaking wet underwear and cross my arms over my chest to warm up slightly.
Mikey does the same and walks to me, taking my cold hand in his somehow warm one and we walk back to camp with the taste of each other’s lips on our own.

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