Clearwater [Mikey Way]

On the way back to my cabin (And after hanging out with Sammi, Patrick and the others at the treehouse/fort thingy) I just so happen to spot Mikey and Taylor sucking face in the same spot as this morning.

Somehow, I don't think this is just a follow up to that "Good morning" snog. Not that was even just a little kiss as a greeting.
Nope.
Not at all.

I think she knows

She saw me this morning and is just rubbing it in my face.

Oh my god.
BITCH!

...

Wow Missy.
Wow.
Overreacting much?

Snap the fuck out of it.
There's no way she could find out about my little crush on him, right?

Anyway, ignoring the "happy couple", I keep walking and make it back to mine and Mikey's cabin.

I dump my bag on the floor and flop down on my bed, covering my eyes with my arm as the last of the days of the days sunlight flood through my window and straight into my eyes.

I sigh and close my eyes, not intending to fall asleep but it happens anyway.

For about five minutes.

"Wanna explain why Sammi ran up to me and all but tackled me to the ground, yelling that you and Patrick were the ones fucking in the forest?"

I open my eyes and pull my arm away to see Mikey above me, smirking slightly, but also glaring a fraction.

I chuckle slightly and sit up.

"We weren't fucking the forest. Just maybe making out a little…" I say and he forces a chuckle.

"Well, be nice to him. He gets with another girl every camp and they all just end up breaking his heart." He tells me and walks into the bathroom we share.

I stand up swiftly and follow him. "What did you just say?"

He just laughs, splashing his face with water. "I'm surprised Sammi didn’t warn you."

He says nothing else and I just kinda stand there, watching him and waiting for my answer.

He sees me and we kinda exchange awkward eye contact for a few seconds.
7 to be exact.

I've heard that holding eye contact for more than six seconds reveals a desire for either sex or murder.
I guess I'll just have to sleep with one eye open.

That's a bit off topic though…

ANYWAY, he does answer eventually buts its very cautious and slow, almost like he was scared that Patrick would hear him.

I don’t really see the big deal but I suppose it isn't really Mikey's tale to tell.

"He's been coming to this camp for five years, and each year he meets someone and these girls all just break his heart before the end of camp." he says with a sigh.

I sigh as well and look down.
Now I just feel bad.

Mikey shakes his head quickly and looks at me. "Are you and Sammi going to the bonfire tonight?" he asks. "Fifth nigh of each camp most of us get together on the beach on the other side of camp."

I shrug and I nod.

"I suppose. Sammi mentioned it to me." I say

Well, not so much mentioned as threatened me that if I didn’t go with them she would figure out where I live and steal my pets.

He smiles a bit.

"Cool. Oh, and before you ask, no Taylor isn't coming." He says and I chuckle.

"Good." I tell him and he rolls his eyes.

"Why do you hate her so much? I know I've asked that but she really is a nice person." He says and a give him an "Are you serious?!" look.

"Could have fooled me." I say and he glares a bit.

"I'm serious." he says and I smile slightly, shrugging to try and make it look like I believe him when I really don’t.

Like, REALLY don’t.

He rolls his eyes and sighs. "I'll see you tonight." he says and walks out of the bathroom.

He grabs his wallet and phone (I don’t even know why we need phones here) before walking out the door.

I sigh and salute him as a goodbye even thought I know he can't see me.

Sometimes I think that maybe I should try and be friends with Taylor but then I remember what she's doing to Mikey behind his back and that’s unforgivable in my book.

I want to tell him.
Oh god I do.
He deserves to know and normally I would tell the person that the stupid asshole is cheating on but I know how much this would hurt him.

I think he knows anyway though.
He just…
He has this vibe like he knows what's going down.
(Spoiler alert: her. She's going down if you know what I mean.)

***


A little while later, I hear the door open again and Mikey calls out to me.

I stand up from my bunk wearing
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He smiles slightly when he sees me.

Slight, but genuine.
Something I've learned that you don’t get from Mikey all too much.

"You look nice. Dressing up for Mister Stump, are we?" He teases, smirking slightly,

"No. Actually for you. So why don’t you cut the shit with your fake slutty soon-to-be ex-girlfriend and kiss me already." I say and he looks at me.

"Wait. really? " He asks and pulls me close to him.

"It would be my pleasure." he says in a whisper.

He begins to lean in and I do too.

So close, I can feel his breath on my lips.

So close… almost there.

Just a little further…

Come on… just a little bit more--

"Missy? Missy?" I hear and shake my head quickly.

Oh.
It was a daydream…

Mikey's looking at me with a concerned expression and I smile a fraction, blushing hard.

"I, uh. I-I'm okay!" I say and plaster a grin on my face, begging for my cheeks to stop being a little bitch and stop being stupid red fucks.

He just chuckles.

"God. You're fucking insane." he says and I laugh.

"I aim to please." I say and he rolls his eyes.

I chuckle and shake my head a bit. "Come on. Let's go. What did you tell Taylor to get out of being with her?" I ask and he chuckles to himself a little.

"Her and her friends are having a "Girls night" in the boat shed. Just like last night. And the night before." He says and I swear I feel my heart break.

The boat shed
That’s where that picture was taken.

I can't even imagine what that whore is doing there with her "Friends".

He must have noticed and looked at me. "You okay?" He asks and I nod, snapping out of my thoughts for the second time in the space of 10 minutes.

"Yeah. Fine. Just thinking." I say.

He smiles slightly.

"What are you thinking about?"

"The fact that your girlfriend is probably sucking another guy off as we speak. Or worse…"

"Nothing." I say and shake my head, something I do a lot.

He smiles and nods. "Okay. You ready to go?"

I nod. "Yeah. Let's get going."

He chuckles. "Eager to see Patrick are we?" He asks.

I just flip him off and he smiles.

"You wanna know something, Missy?" he asks after a little.

"Yeah. Sure." I say with a small smile playing on my lips.

"I love you."

"I think you and Patrick would make a cute couple."

My smile drops slightly but I try not to make it too obvious.

Damn my imagination…

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