We Don't Fight Fair

6 hours. I have been sitting here for 6 fucking hours just wallowing in hatred and anger and confusion. I almost started crying again, until I heard a auiet crackle of leaves behings me.
I felt long, spindly fingers clamp my shoulder and I knew immediately that it was Mikey who have saved me. I looked up at him and he slid to his knees so that we were at the same level. "Hi." He said quietly. I had known by his tone that he had found out what had happened. "Hey" I mumbled back. "Why didn't you tell me?" He aske softly, his eyes drooping closed. Well there was lot of reasons. "Because." Was my genius response. Sighing softly, Mikey tried again. "Why not?" After a moment of silence, raised his hand and brought it down roughly onto my backpack, causing a resounding "smack" to echo across the woods. I flinched, and opened my mouth to speak. "Because it was a stupid crush," I spoke a little louder this time. "I didn't think he'd freak out like that." Mikey glared at me, obviously getting frustrated with me. "You know damn well that isn't what im talking about!" That confused me. What else happened? I kissed Frank, I ran home, I cried and- "Oh. I didn't want to burden anyone with depression." I lied easily. But to my brother, of course, who could call my bluff anytime, didn't buy it. "Ok, whatever. " he pinched the bridge of his nose. "What about the anorexia?" He questioned. I decided to be honest with him this time.
" I started because when Frank rejected me, I felt like I wasn't good enough for him. Like I wasn't attractive enough. Like I wasn't skinny enough. So I guess that's why."
it took me a while to muster up courage to meet Mikey's wyes. When I did, all I saw was sympathy and pity. It frustrated me. It was nearly dark, so Mikey suggested that we went back to the car and went home.
the car ride home was... awkward. Mikey gripped the steering wheel until his knobby knuckles turned white. Mikey then cleared his throat. "So." He began. "There's going to be be a party tomorrow night at Jason's. And I'm talking like, a big ass party with people and and shit. I was planning on going alonr, if you wanted to join me. Ya know, like to take your mind off this whole thing?"
I smiled. I appreciated Mikey's effort, so I played along. "Sure, I mean, I sounds like it could be fun. Thanks Mikes." He nodded earnestly and leaned foward to check to see if it was safe for hin to cross. Tomorrow was Friday. I decided that there was no way in hell I would be going into school the next day. As soon as we arrived home, I lept to Mikey and pulled him into a hug. We stood there for a minute, enjoying each other's company. I breathed deeply. My brother smelled of coffee and cigarette smoke, but also strongly of Axe cologne. It was strong and overpowering, but also undeniably comforting.
The strong scent made it's presence known, like I when I smelled it, I knew Mikey was there. Right by side, where I needed him most.
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Notes

Hey bros! Two updates in one day! mostly a filler to prepare for the party in the next chapter.
As always, thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome :)

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-Erinosaur <3