Gotta Get Out

$8,00 - Hold Up

~ what's worse,
Looking jealous or crazy?
Jealous or crazy? ~

Today is Wednesday. Wich means we have a party.

It's exactly 1am, and the house is full.

So many pretty skinny girls wearing clothes tighter than my skinny jeans.

I'm sitting on the couch with Michelle.

- do you see all of those pretty girls?

She asks me.

- yeah. I do.

- half of them are high, or drunk, or swallowing popular boys' cum. I mean, most of the drunk and high ones will eventually end up getting someone's dick as well.

She says, laughing.

- and these are the easy ones. The other half will end up exactly like them, but just by 4am or something like this.

- wow, you really know everything that goes down in this house, don't you?

- yeah. Including Michael fucking you.

She says, making my eyes go wide.

- honey, don't be surprised. From all of my 60 years of life, I spent 40 working here. I know every single thing about this house. Every single detail. We're in 2013, right?
(A/N - they're in 2013 because Mike was actually seventeen in 2013.)

She asks, looking at me.

- yes, yes, we are.

I nod, quickly.

- I've been working here since march 15th, 1973. I guess you don't understand how much it is. I started working here before Michael's mother was even born.

I look at her, surprised.

- yeah. I did. Do you wanna know about the family? We got some time before the weak people start throwing up and I need to clean it.

I nod quickly, needing answers.

- well, the family was always small. When I got here, Mike's great grandmother was still alive. It might seem difficult, but it's true. Mike was born in 1995, and his mom was twenty. She herself was born when her mother was only seventeen. Oh, by the way, use protection. You should know that when they discovered that the girl was pregnant her father literally had a heart attack and died. Seriously.

She says, and I look at her, surprised.

- well, when I got here, Karen's mother was fourteen, and it just seemed like an ordinary rich family. It wasn't. They were very, very, and I repeat, very problematic. They were crazy. 100% crazy. Insane. I still don't know how they could be business people. And succesful. Well, it doesn't matter. What matters is that they are not just bussines men and women. They were also drug and gun dealers. Sometimes I think that they were so crazy because they did all of them.

She says, and I almost spit out the juice I was drinking.

- no, no, no, wait, you got it wrong. Karen decided to stop dealing drugs and guns when her mother died. Mike was five when he lost his last grandparent left, her grandmother. He used to deal with it very well. Even when Karen was diagnosed with cancer, he used to deal with it very well. I think he never thought she would really die. But when she did, it hit him hard. Very hard. Both him and his father.

It hurts me knowing how hurt Mike was. I don't have idea how much it must have hurt. I was only six when my father died, I don't even remember him. But imagine growing up with someone, and suddenly loosing them? Wow.