(Elevens POV)
I really didn't know why I was getting so aggressive towards Mike. It was like, he would say something....and then, I would just be mad at him for saying it. Even if he was telling me he loved me. I would still be furious, or I would just feel angry. Sometimes I didn't show it, because I felt bad. But sometimes, I just couldn't control it. Sometimes, I also get really mad, and then I just want him to comfort me again. I hate this.
I hugged Nancy really tightly, like she was my big sister. I loved her so much. She helped me in situations like this. It was really useful. I walked out of her room, now happy. I felt like I could finally control these emotion swings now. I ran back down to the basement, only to see how much I had hurt Mike. I felt really horrible now.
I was really quiet down there. I didn't want him to know I was there.
He mumbled something, "I should have never said that. I should've never done that! I'm so stupid! I hate myself.", He started to cry really hard.
I felt so horrible. I never knew that I could hurt him this bad.
"Mike.", I was now sitting next to him.
He jumped up, obviously startled, "El! Don't scare me like that.", He laughed through his tears.
"Are you okay.....I'm-I'm sorry.", My face felt hot.
"You're the sorry one? I should be sorry. I am. I know what I said was--"
"Mike. No. I got mad at you because of my pain. I shouldn't have done that."
"But El, I'm sorry too. I made you mad. I'm really sorry."
"I love you, Mike. Thank you."
"You're thanking me?"
"You understand. Nobody else has ever understood my pain. Nobody. I love you Mike."
"Wow. Thanks. I love you too.....El."
I kissed his cheek softly. He touched his cheek and I could tell he was put at ease again. He made me happy, and I made him happy. We were like two puzzle pieces and superglue. Fitting together perfectly, and are inseparable.
