Overseas ( Lesbian Story)

Twelve

Mickey

I got out the shower and got dressed in my clothes. I took a mental check list in my head. Phone, wallet, keys, ear buds, and some gum. I had everything so without warning i left the house and went on to Amour's house.

On the way there i was trying to get my mind off Shell so i turned on my radio and my favorite song at the time being came on. "SOMEBODY COME GEET HEEEEEERR SHEES DAAANCING LIKE A STRIIIIIIPEEERRR!"

I turned my radio up and sped to Amour.

-Michelle

Currently I've been with Malik for 2 hours. When we were in his living room and we began to talk and chill.

"Why you seem so distant?" Malik had his arm around the back of the couch . "Mickey is mad at me." He looked at me seriously then smirked... "You and this Dyke girl like what the fuck." My heart sped up and my face got hot with anger. I copied the initial look he gave me but longer. "Fuck you Malik." I hopped up from the couch and grabbed my coat and continued. "I try so hard with you and what do I get in return? Could you at least act like you would like to know what happened like a regular concerned boyfriend?" I took a deep breath and calmed down before I spoke again. "We just don't click anymore Malik..especially after you cheated on me. Let's just call it quits okay...On a good note." Once my heart rate slowed down, he nodded as he got from the couch. "Can I still hit ?"
The look I gave him was just o.O "....No.." He slightly chucked as he walked past me going upstairs. "You know how to let yourself out."

Mickey

"Soo, you think she's cheating on you with her ex ." Amour and sat in front of me Criss-Cross-Applesauce, eating popcorn and drinking sprite. "Yeah but I just think she never broke up with hi--"

I was cut off by the pit patter of little feet coming down the stairs. It was her little brother. "Mo can you please come upstairs. I need help changing ....it hurts." Amour looked at me who was looking at her, she gave me the pleaasee look so I accepted. "OK. I'm tired can Mickey go so I can rest." He nodded and I followed him upstairs.

"C'mon big man let's get you undressed." I picked him up as he stood on the bed. Once his shirt was off, I glanced at the dot in the middle of his chest perhaps chemo. I looked around his room seeing nothing but marvel and comic books. I smiled lightly. "I know it looks dump." He frowned, covering it with his hands.

"No, no. I wasn't smiling at that, I was smiling because of how brave you are, Big Man." I pulled his hands away from it. "Besides I think its pretty cool."

His whole face lit up in a smile. "You do?" Though his voice sounded confused. "Heck yeah, it kinda makes me think of Iron Man." Suddenly his eyes widened before he ran to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror. "You think so!?" I nodded,

"Yep."