The next morning, Mike told his mother he was too sick to go to school.
"Are you sure?" She worriedly placed her wrist against her son's forehead. "You don't feel warm."
"It's my stomach," Mike said. Which was partly true. He still felt sick over what he read yesterday.
"Okay. Feel better, darling." Rebecca kissed the top of her son's head before leaving the room. Somebody knocked on the front door and Mike heard his mother answer it.
"I'm sorry Micky, I'm afraid Mike's too sick to go to school today."
"That's okay, Mrs. Nesmith. I hope he gets better."
"Thank you, Micky. You're a good kid."
Mike fell back against his pillows with a groan.
Good kid my ass.
So er
Apparently some people didn't understand the end to chapter 22 so Imma clear it up:
When Micky was hiding behind the couch, his father shot his boyfriend, thinking it was Micky. The boyfriend died along with everyone else who was shot (Micky was spared because of the mixup and his mother was spared because she was out running errands). The boyfriend was Davy. Davy died. Cause I have no soul.
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FanfictionMike is a good kid, one raised in a nice Christian family. Micky is the new kid from California who may or may not have a crush on his next door neighbor. Cover made by: Maistir COMPLETE
