Just a Shadow In The Night (Mikey Way/OC)
Chapter Fifteen
Mikey’s P.O.V
It’s been a few weeks and the snow is gently falling in New Jersey. I’ve come to terms with my emotions. I’ve come to the conclusion that I really love Emilia. This isn’t puppy love. She honestly just brings light to my days and the sparkle back into my eyes. At least, that’s what Frank told me. She may be confused, actually… I know she is. I’m mean one minute and nice the next. I’m trying to be nice to her and suppress those mean urges… and it’s working. We’re all being nicer to her, and she seems to be warming up to us. I hope this lasts.
Emilia walked in and I saw the hint of a smile on her sleepy face.
“Mmm… Good morning” She said as she stretched her arms.
“Good morning, sleepy head. Would you like some coffee?” I asked her, standing up from the kitchen table, making my way to the coffee machine.
She nodded and wrapped her arms around herself, warming herself up in my hoodie that looked a few sizes too big for her. She rested her head in her hands, looked at the clock and spoke softly.
“Is Gerard up yet? If you guys haven’t eaten yet, I can make you some crepes or eggs and bacon or something”
I put the cream in her coffee and settled the cup in front of her, smiling at her. “You’re too sweet, he isn’t up yet, but he might be once you make the food. I’d like to take you up on the crepe offer.”
She took a sip from her coffee and stood up, making her way to the fridge. “Sure thing.” She said joyfully. “But you’re gonna help”
I chuckled at her. “Of course I’ll help.”
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After spreading some Nutella on my crepe, Gerard walked into the kitchen. He shuffled towards the coffee machine and mumbled something about sunlight to himself. Emilia and I both ate quietly and exchanged glances back and forth between each other and Gerard.
With his back to us he took a swig of his coffee, staring out the window, he said “Would you two stop looking at me? I came for the food.”
Emilia and I looked at each other once more and burst into laughter. We didn’t know why it was so funny but Gerard began laughing as well. Wiping away tears, Emilia gathered her breath in between laughter and said “There’s a plate on the counter for you.”
Gerard grabbed his plate and we all sat at the table, smiling and talking about weird dreams.
It’s been a few weeks and the snow is gently falling in New Jersey. I’ve come to terms with my emotions. I’ve come to the conclusion that I really love Emilia. This isn’t puppy love. She honestly just brings light to my days and the sparkle back into my eyes. At least, that’s what Frank told me. She may be confused, actually… I know she is. I’m mean one minute and nice the next. I’m trying to be nice to her and suppress those mean urges… and it’s working. We’re all being nicer to her, and she seems to be warming up to us. I hope this lasts.
Emilia walked in and I saw the hint of a smile on her sleepy face.
“Mmm… Good morning” She said as she stretched her arms.
“Good morning, sleepy head. Would you like some coffee?” I asked her, standing up from the kitchen table, making my way to the coffee machine.
She nodded and wrapped her arms around herself, warming herself up in my hoodie that looked a few sizes too big for her. She rested her head in her hands, looked at the clock and spoke softly.
“Is Gerard up yet? If you guys haven’t eaten yet, I can make you some crepes or eggs and bacon or something”
I put the cream in her coffee and settled the cup in front of her, smiling at her. “You’re too sweet, he isn’t up yet, but he might be once you make the food. I’d like to take you up on the crepe offer.”
She took a sip from her coffee and stood up, making her way to the fridge. “Sure thing.” She said joyfully. “But you’re gonna help”
I chuckled at her. “Of course I’ll help.”
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After spreading some Nutella on my crepe, Gerard walked into the kitchen. He shuffled towards the coffee machine and mumbled something about sunlight to himself. Emilia and I both ate quietly and exchanged glances back and forth between each other and Gerard.
With his back to us he took a swig of his coffee, staring out the window, he said “Would you two stop looking at me? I came for the food.”
Emilia and I looked at each other once more and burst into laughter. We didn’t know why it was so funny but Gerard began laughing as well. Wiping away tears, Emilia gathered her breath in between laughter and said “There’s a plate on the counter for you.”
Gerard grabbed his plate and we all sat at the table, smiling and talking about weird dreams.
Notes
IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY. I HAD WRITERS BLOCK SO BADLY AND I STILL KINDA DO BUT I KNOW A FEW OF YOU MIGHT HAVE MISSED THE STORY I JUST HAD TO TAKE TIME FOR MYSELF I ALWAYS DO THIS AND I JUST ABANDON THINGS!!!!! I JUST NEEDED A BREAK AND I TOOK A VERY LONG BREAK AND I FELT SO BAD!!!! I'LL TRY AND KEEP UPDATES COMING !!!!
I'm interested in another story :)
8/29/15