Michael Part III

What Happened?

--Fortunes POV--

It's been a while since Michael and Mika's house had burnt down. They've been staying with us since with the twins and Jacob. Mika had been paranoid and overprotective of Michael and the twins since.

He installed over twenty smoke alarms and a new security system. I'm not really complaining, but for the first week or so it was kind of annoying. But I love my brother, so I put up with it.

It is the day before Christmas Eve and it is just Michael and I. Mika, Ezra, Jacob, and the little ones are in Detroit visiting Ezra's brothers. We were going to go, but the guys made it pretty clear that they did not want anything to do with their father.

I still can't believe that they won't just forgive him and move on. He is still their father. I would never even think the words about my father that they said to him. Which is why I stayed with Michael. If I saw them I'd punch them in the face.

Michael doesn't deserve to be treated like that. He's one of the most kind and caring people that I love. He, for the most part, puts everyone else before himself.

Michael and I have been playing NHL ever since they left last week. They should be arriving home tomorrow around one in the afternoon.

"You suck Fort," Michael laughs as he kicks my ass in another game.

I roll my eyes at him.

"You'll never beat me," he informs me causing me to laugh.

"I bet if I got you dunk that I could beat you," I challenge him with a smirk.

"Never. I used to kick Mikey and Toms ass all the time when I was drunk..." he says and then frowns a bit.

"It's okay Michael. They said they'd visit soon," I tell him as I get up to grab us some drinks.

Two hours, a bottle of vodka, and a six back later we're drunk off our asses. Trashed. I've never seen Michael this trashed.

"Come here Mika," Michael slurs.

Oh shit. Great. This is going to end well.

I don't remember much after that. I remember pushing Michael away once or twice. I remember him calling me Mika and me telling him I'm Fortune. I then remember that we ended up in mine and Ezra's room.

The next thing I know it's morning. My head hurts. And I'm naked.

"Wh-what happened?" I hear Michael ask as he sits up.

We both exchange looks.

"Shit," we say at the same time realizing what had happened.

"Fuck," Michael says as he hops out of the bed in search for his clothes.

I quickly cover my eyes even though I've seen him naked before.

"Fortune what are we going to do?!" Michael shouts.

"I don't know," I tell him. "Ezra can't find out. He'll leave me!"

"I know," Michael sighs. "Well let's clean up, I guess."

I roll my eyes at him.

One o'clock came around faster than we had anticipated. We both stood near the kitchen door waiting for everyone to enter the house.

--Jacobs POV--

I was the first to enter the house. I knew something had to have been up. Both Fortune and my father looked nervous and anxious.

As soon as Ezra walked through the door with Nola in his arms Fortune ran over to them. He held onto both of them tightly and broke down. Something's definitely up.