The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

"I...I fell" I stuttered out hoping she would buy it. She kept poking and prodding quietly and Mikey sort of laughed at my horrible cover up
"Im gonna get you some ice sweetie" my momsaid heading to to the kitchen. I shoved Mikey and he chuckled a bit.
"Why didn't you tell me you left hickeys?" I hissed so mom didn't hear.
"Because I thought they were sexy" he whispered into my ear nipping my ear when he got to the word sexy. We pulled away when my mom entered the room again. She placed the ice to my neck.
"Sweetie Your friend Frankie invited you to a little gallery opening, I think it'll be good for you, be back by dinner, it starts in an hour" mom said kissing my head and going to the kitchen to start dinner.
"Mikey why didn't you say something" I whined.
"It was going to be a surprise, come on you need to get dressed I'll help you" He laughed sugestively pulling me to my room.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair had started growing back in black tufts. My green eyes weren't as sunken as usual, I didn't look sick. I hadn't looked at myself since the day I'd stopped chemo, knowing what I would still have to go through, surgery the pills ect.
When I got dressed I sent Mikey out. I was going to have my own fun, if he wouldn't tell me about the hickeys well then I wouldn't tell him about my lace black underwear, beneath my tight black cocktail dress. Of course it wasn't as tight with my railthin frame. I still thought I looked nice and was sure Mikey would enjoy it to. I pulled on small black heels, I found Mikey and when his back was turned I left a mark of own his neck.

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