Happy pill

32. Abandoned

A/N: Hey guys! Go also chevk out my other ongoing story called 'Nobody needs to know'! Thank you and i love you.
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The school's lamps were shutting off and on, even them can't work. I don't have any problems with studying, the problem is school. In school people get bullied, sad and then they think of committing suicide. It doesn't make sense. People are too narrow-minded that they could be cool with everyone. Teachers are blind and students are assholes.

I sat down in the history class, leaning on the desk. My stomach was rowling again. Mike sat next to me.

"If you had to choose, would you be Stalin or Hitler?" he asked.

"Hitler, i guess. Did you know he was vegetarian?"

"That's fucked up. He killed lot of people but couldn't even eat a steak" Mike laughed softly.

"My stomach hurts" I muttered.

"You're pregnant"

"What??"

"Congratulations" Mike laughed. "It's a boy!"

"Shut up, jerk" I turned away, trying to hide my smile.

"Who's the father?"

"It's amazingly hot half-asian guy" I smirked.

"You mean Chris?" he pointed another half-asian guy in the class. "How dare you!"

"Chris? Ew no! That's disgusting and morally wrong!" I almost yelled.

Mike laughed. "You should see your face!"

"That really isn't funny, Mike!" I slapped his forearm.

** Break **

"Can't we go to yours?" I begged for Mike.

Mike sighed. "I'll call Jess, to see how things are" he said, dialing his sister's number.

"Dummie, you home?" Mike started, holding his side with the free hand. "Good. Yeah, i'm okay... With Chaz.... He's okay... Is it safe there?.... What? What you mean?... No! That's just-..... Jess, come on, you're lying... Oh, okay" he said, and then there was a longer pause. I saw saddened tears creating on his eyes. "Okay, okay, fine... Bye" he finished, and closed his phone. I saw him swallow thickly, looking away, tears still on his eyes.

"Mike...?" I rubbed his shoulder.

He looked at me. "She hates me" he whispered.

"Mike, we don't have to go to yours" I said, pulling him closer.

"Jess said she would just throw things at me if I show up" he muttered, now burying his face on my neck.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered.

He pulled his head back up, asking "Yours?"

"Mike-"

"Dude, my mom hates me, Al hates me! Quite not excited. Not today, just one night. So my mom could calm down" he cut me off.

I sighed, but afterwards I smiled at him. "Okay"

"I love you" he muttered, as we began to walk to my way.

"I really dislike of taking you home with me"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mike stopped walking, looking at me.

"That, my dad really doesn't like you"

Mike shrugged his shoulders and kept walking.

Soon we reached my house. Let's scream for happiness. Well, it was friday and dad probably is already passed when we enter in.