Out There

I had fallen asleep on the couch with Mikey again, but was woken up by Gerard in the kitchen. It was still pretty early, around 6pm so it made sense he would still be awake. I doubted he would be sober after how much he had drank and I figured he was still high- I didn't want to have to interact with him so I didn't move and watched him in my position on Mikey's chest. I found it odd that he had been staring into the fridge without getting anything for 4 minutes. He had his back to me so I sat up just slightly so I could get a better perspective. He exhaled loudly and turned around- causing me to freeze with my eyes wide open. "I know you're awake." he mumbled turning on the sink. I sighed in defeat and sat up properly- off Mikey. He was washing his hands intently. "It's rude to stare." he grumbled, not looking away from his soap-lathered hands. "Sorry." I squeaked.
"I'm sorry for being an idiot." he sighed, rinsing off his hands. "I hope your view of me as your teacher hasn't shifted."
"I think it shifted when you kissed me." I replied, briefly glancing at Mikey to make sure he was still asleep.
He turned off the taps of the sink and wiped his hands on a hand towel. "I figured so. I'm sorry, I don't know why… I just felt like it was right. But it wasn't." he said- not making eye contact with me. "I apologise for whatever I may have done or said before, I think it's mostly out of my system now seeing as I've been retching in the bathroom for half an hour." he sighed, wiping his mouth with his arm. I nodded in reply, slightly lost for words. "Does Mikey know?" he asked, finally glancing up to me over the counter.
"No, you said it was a mistake so I figured there's no point starting drama when you didn't even mean it." I replied, dismissing our discussion where he said he did indeed mean it.
"I may have been out of myself, Aeida but I distinctly remember saying it wasn't a mistake." he raised an eyebrow at me.
"I never said it was a mistake either." I said quickly. "Sorry for telling you to rot in a cell and all that stuff. I was kind of irrational." I said, not giving him a chance to say anything.
"Kind of?" he challenged, crossing his arms. If he wasn't in his pyjamas he'd look very professional.
"Okay, completely irrational. In my defence I was offended and angry." I excused myself from the couch and got up to sit at the counter opposite Mr. Way. He gave me a confused look and I expanded. "You said it was a mistake and started acting like a douche." He nodded in understanding and placed both hands on the counter, causing his shirt sleeves to slip up slightly exposing his toned arms.
"I could get in a lot of trouble if someone knew I did what I did, it was my panic mode." he reasoned.
I nodded and attempted to tear my eyes away from his arms. "Your panic mode is a dick." I mumbled, meeting his eyes. "I'm going to have to choose, aren't I?" I asked, feeling guilt fill my veins.
"If you feel like there's a choice to be made, then yes." he answered, nodding slowly.
"Stop with all this wisdom shit." i groaned, letting my head fall into my hands. He chuckled to himself and leaned over the counter. "What have I gotten myself into?" I mumbled to myself.
"Do you like my brother?" Mr. Way whispered. I looked up at him with tired eyes and shrugged. "He's my best friend." I replied.
"Maybe you should tell him that." Mr. Way suggested. I nodded and promised myself I would when Mikey woke up.
I could feel the heat radiating off Mr. Way and became aware just how close we were even with the counter between us. "Don't you dare kiss me again." I warned, even though my thoughts were begging me to say the opposite. Mr. Way's expression turned from amused to hurt as he leaned away from me. "I didn't mean it like you gross me out or anything, it's just I'm still with Mikey and I feel disgusted with myself as it is." I explained, hoping he didn't take what I said the wrong way.
"And I'm your teacher." he reminded himself, the hurt expression being replaced by one of understanding.
"Believe me if things were different, I'd be the one holding myself back in this situation." I said, then covering my mouth with my hand. I hadn't meant to say that out loud but it slipped out, making me feel extremely stupid and embarrassed.
Mr. Way looked surprised then a smug grin appeared on his features. "Is that so?" he teased. I shook my head, wishing I could take my words back.
"I'll keep that in mind if you're ever in need of extra credit." he winked, then took a step away, leaning himself on the oven. I blushed intensely and tried not to look at the peek of skin that was displayed underneath Mr. Way's shirt.
"I think I'm going to go do today's work." I excused myself, trying to ignore the pounding in my chest. I quietly made my way to Mikey's room and pulled my work out of his bag. I made my way back to the kitchen since his desk was covered with the work that he hasn't touched since last year. I spread my work out quietly over the counter and noticed that Mr. Way was gone as well. Had he really come to stare into the fridge and wash his hands? I began reading through the homework and assignments.
I was finishing up my maths work when Mr. Way joined me in the kitchen again. He didn't say anything but I felt his gaze on me as I worked. He wasn't doing anything else, just watching me close my maths textbook. I forced myself to reach for my next homework sheet without glancing up to him and began working. Soon enough it wasn't hard to ignore Mr. Way as he wasn't trying to distract me and I was focused on writing my biology essay. I had four weeks to finish it but I figured I could use those to touch it up and make it perfect.
"I'm sure your teacher would appreciate the use of paragraphs." Mr. Way interrupted.
"I was going to, but I'm not done with…" I trailed off, seeing how long my second paragraph was going for. It was definitely too long. I sighed and looked for a way to summarise or split it up.
Mr. Way slid it from under me and read it. He was nodding slightly for the most part then shook his head and smirked at the paper. He slid it back to me and I gave him a questioning look.
"You need to stick to the essay statement. You're over explaining, keep it simple." he told me. "The first three lines of the second paragraph are relevant- the rest are just going off into explanation after explanation." he explained, waving his hand over the second paragraph. I read through and saw he was indeed right.
"But I need to explain all this." I stated, biting my lip.
"You can explain all that with a personified definition, you don't need to go into the discovery and dates and bullshit like that." he teased. I was slightly offended then I tore the paper up.
"Woah, what was that for?" he stared at me dumbfounded.
"It's not good enough." I stated, pulling another piece of paper from my pad.
"That doesn't mean you toss the whole thing. You change things to make it better, don't just disregard the rest." he laughed.
"All of it is linked, sir. I have to start again." I sighed, beginning to rewrite my introduction, making it different from the first copy.
"You're strange." he noted, shaking his head disapprovingly. I put my pen down and glared at him. "Stop distracting me." I warned, and observed as his eyes lit up like I'd just challenged him to his favourite game.
"Fine." he said simply.
Only two minutes later, Mr. Way coughed. My eyes focused on him, but I kept my head to my paper. I watched as he played with the hem of his sweatpants like he was going to take them off. My heart started pounding at the thought but I forced myself to focus on the essay. It was becoming more difficult as he was leaning over the counter again with his arms stretched softly toying with my hair. I didn't acknowledge him but I tied my hair up defiantly Within seconds, he pulled the hair tie out. I wasn't looking at him, but I just knew he was smirking at me. I wasn't going to give in though, I pushed my hair to the side and contented to work on my essay.
"You should be working on my homework, not biology." Mr. Way said lightheadedly as he was tapping on the counter.
"Did you ever learn the full version of that Misfits song?" he pressed on, but I kept at ignoring him.
"We could play it together, I know that song. I could teach you other songs as well." he hand his hands on my paper now.
"Your writing is so neat, how'd you learn to write like that?" "You forgot a full stop." "You used too many commas." "What colour are your eyes?" "What pizza did you guys order?" "What are you writing about now?"
"Could you please shut up?" I said as I realised I had written down a word Mr. Way had said instead of the word I'd intended.
"Sorry, am I distracting you?" Mr. Way grinned at me.
"Could you two keep it down? I'm trying to sleep." Mikey grumbled, getting up from the couch. I froze and accidentally dropped my pen. This wasn't a time I wanted to break up with Mikey, but Mr. Way was looking at me expectantly. I felt Mikey lazily wrap his arms around me. "What are you doing?" he asked, gesturing to the essay in front of me.
"Biology essay." I choked.
"That isn't due for four weeks, come back to bed." he grumbled, pulling me gently towards himself.
"Mikey, stop." I whispered, my nerves were already at a high.
"I'm gonna go now." Mr. Way smirked at me, leaving the kitchen and walked to his bedroom, but I saw him stop around the corner so he could hear everything.
"Is everything alright?" Mikey asked me, spinning my chair around to face him, making me feel even more dizzy.
"Yeah, I was thinking and Mikey…" I began, feeling my heart pound in my throat. "You're like a brother to me. I don't feel right being with you like this." I choked, gesturing between Mikey and myself. Mikey's smile dropped and I felt my heart beginning to break.
"What are you saying?" he asked, his voice shaky.
"I just want to be friends like we were before." I said, trying to sound strong.
"How would you even know if this is wrong? We've been dating for barely two days!" he breathed, eyes welling up. "Is there someone else?" he asked.
"No, Mikey no. It's just not right." I lied.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're joking right?" he claimed hysterically. I shook my head at him and I felt the guilt choking me.
"You just want to be friends." he stated after physically calming down slightly. I nodded eagerly, hoping that I'd always have Mikey around as my best friend.
"Why didn't you say that when I asked you in the first place? I would have been okay with it." he asked, I could see the hurt on his face. "You shouldn't feel bad for me, Aeida. Of course I still want to be friends. I wouldn't even be alive without you." he smiled weakly at me. I embraced him in a hug and I heard Gerard cough. Mikey's face suddenly changed to distaste for his brother as he joined us in the kitchen.
"You sober now, Gerard?" Mikey muttered.
"Yes, Mikey." Mr. Way sighed, obviously pissed off by the scrutiny.
"Don't call me Mikey." Mikey said, I shuddered at the disformed relationship between the brothers. "Aeida, do you need to call your mother to let her know where you are?" Mikey's face suddenly filled with concerned. I was reminded he didn't know of my apparent 'running away' from my mother.
"No." I said, my gaze dropping to the floor.
"He treats you better than his own brother." Gerard chuckled, and I felt another wave of guilt rush over me.
"Because she's not an asshole who left the rest of our family." Mikey hissed. Gerard's face was filled with shock and hurt. "How could you ever leave your family?"
I realised that this also replied to me, since I had run away from the family I had. "I don't know, as our father. Oh wait, you can't." Gerard snapped, folding his arms and putting on a 'teacher' disposition.
"How fucking dare you bring him into this. You knew you had to help our mum out but you left to go do fuck all and left us alone." Mikey yelled at his brother.
I thought about how I was leaving my mother while she was involved with dangerous people like drug dealers.
"I didn't leave you alone! I was protecting you! You think I wanted you two to be involved with my drug problems?" Gerard snapped, slamming his hand on the counter.
"We were your fucking family, Gerard! We wanted to take care of you!" Mikey hissed.
"So that's what your mad about? That you couldn't help me?" Gerard said as his face filled with realisation.
"I'm pissed because you let drugs take over your life and shut out your family and friends!"
"I didn't have any friends, Mikey."
"Don't fucking call me Mikey! You don't get to call me that." Mikey hissed, as he stormed out of the house leaving Gerard and I alone.
"He's had a really bad day." I noted. I was mainly responsible for his feeling shitty and it sort of made me want to die. I wasn't suicidal but I felt so guilty.
"It's not your fault." I assured Gerard. He nodded and me and put his hand over mine. "Sorry you had to see that." he apologised, looking to the floor ashamed.
"It's okay." I weakly smiled. "I think Mikey's just been holding that in for a while, he'll come around."
"So you really broke up with him, huh?" Gerard asked, changing the subject. I frowned and nodded. "Then it wouldn't be wrong of me to kiss you, other than the whole teacher student thing?" he whispered in my ear. I felt my cheeks heat up at his sudden change of mood.
"Look at you, blushing already." he smirked.
"Emily D would be so jealous right now." I chuckled at the thought. "You don't do this with other students do you?" I suddenly became more alert and alarmed. It would make sense that the 'Mr. Way fan club' were all lusting after him because he treated them like he was treating me.
"No, of course not." Mr. Way became serious. "You think I'd… Aeida I'm not into students, I'm into you." he chuckled. I felt my heart flutter and my chest tighten at his words. At that moments I was looking at him and thinking 'how the fuck am I so lucky' then realised he was my teacher and this was illegal. Nevertheless, when he kissed me seconds after, I didn't try to push away.


AN: HAY MUTHAFUCKERS. HOW ARE YOU? Sorry, that was mean. Anyway here's an update, I apologise bc I had to reupload this as I mistitled it and MCRFF.COM IS A BITCH AND WONT LET ME EDIT WITHOUT CRASHING :C anyway I'm aiming to update again tonight, but I got SCHOOL tomorrow so I might have to get off early. :< LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF THE CHAPTER! Also voting does really help the story get known better so if you could rate it that's be super rad! <3 bye -bmk

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