Sanity Siphoned

Ch3: Talkative Obsessed

Chapter 3

For as long as Michael could remember he always confided in his older brother, because unlike everyone else he knew, Shane never repeated what others told him and always had some solid advice. “What you said bothered me so I asked Julienne if she cut herself because I was being an ass.” He explained as they sat in his bedroom. Last night his brother had laid into him about picking on a girl who was obviously already fragile.

“And?”

“What do you think? She didn’t say anything and I really hate that so I kissed her.” Half of the things he did to Julienne Teller was to get a reaction out of her. It was creepy seeing a living person act like a zombie and she made it so damn easy.

Shane sat up in his seat; his blue eyes went wide with disbelief. “You what?!”

Michael continued simply as if he didn’t see his brother’s outrage. He had never been good at factoring other people’s emotions and reactions. “That’s not even the worst part. I kissed her because I thought it’d freak her out and she’d do something like push me away or scream. But I kissed her and there was this spark.” He hadn’t felt a spark like that since he first started peeking at girls in middle school. Girls now were boring; they all aimed to please him and had no personality.

“Dude,” Shane shook his head. “This is a huge mistake.”

“She felt it too. I kissed her again and she let me. Any time I touched her before she’d react and run for the nearest exit. Then after the kisses she actually spoke more than two words to me. She told me I was a bigger freak than her because I wanted to kiss her.”

“Mike…”

He kept going. “God must really have a tripped out sense of humor. Here’s this girl I’ve been picking on for years---don’t say it I know it’s wrong and I’m a big jackass but whatever--- and now thinking about her gets me hard. What do I do?”

“Stay the hell away from her!”

The more outraged Shane got, the calmer Michael got. “Nope. Next suggestion.”

“I swear mom must’ve found you on the side of the rode with your head smashed in because you are so damn stupid. The girl has issues and yeah you make them worse, that’s not romantic---”

“I didn’t say anything about romance.” He said with a scrunched up face.

Shane sighed and tightened his fists at his side to keep from punching his brother. “I’m going to put this into terms you understand. You can’t fuck a girl you’ve tortured for years who also has unstable tendencies. It’s not safe for her or you.”

“Do you think she’ll get all Fatal Attraction and boil my bunny?” he laughed.

“I hate you.”

“Ah you love me.” his smile widened. He liked to push people’s buttons; it didn’t matter if it was a stranger or his brother.

“Ok get your hyper ass under control and really listen to me. This isn’t some game Mike, people’s feelings really do matter so you have to stop being such a cold prick and leave this alone. It doesn’t matter what you want or what spark there was.”

With a loud groan Michael finally caved. “Fine. I’ll try.” 

He avoided her at school because it was one thing to pick on someone for kicks but it was another matter when you knew they harmed themselves over the stress of life. He didn’t want her killing herself because he made some bad jokes. He was a cold prick like Shane was fond of saying but he wasn’t that big of a jerk. He didn’t want Julienne dead and especially not now when he was having wet dreams about her.