the summer (a Mikey Fusco Love Story)

Chapter 48

A/N: Sorry I hven't been able to update in forever. I've been busy. I am also sorry this chapter is short. But I want you guys to commetn telling me your favorie part of this story, and also what you think is going to hapen.:)

" Well that was fun." Alexis smiled and finished off the last cookie.

"and successful." I smiled and felt Mikey's arm wrap around my waist. It still gave me chills to know he was mine and I was his. There was still something about the way the word "we" slipped off Mikey's tongue when he was speaking about the two of us as if we were one that gave me butterflies. It was a beautiful and exciting feeling just having someone that belonged to me and I belonged to him. The butterflies turned in my stomach everything he so much as touched my skin. Love was a beautiful thing, and I loved being in love with Mikey.

"Kalen?" Mikey's sweet voice snapped me from my daydreaming.

"Sorry, sorry, I was just daydreaming." I smiled and noticed that we were already at my....I mean Ashton's house.

"About what?" Mikey cocked an eyebrow and winked.

"Nothing that concerns you." I winked back and started walking up the path to the front door watching careful for the ice patches. I had already slipped once on the way home and been quite embarassed. Not that it mattered to me that Mikey watched and laughed, but the embarssing part was when I tried to get back up and slipped trying, falling flat on my face. That brought pity, which was worse than laughter.

I continued walking up the path with my eyes glued to the cement.

"Wa..wait" His voice stumbled as he caught onto the back of my shirt. " Don't leave me." He sounded generally worried but then quickly smiled to play it off.

"Relax, it's not like I'm going back to California." I quietly laughed but Mikey didn't find it funny.

"Not yet." He muttered under his breath like I wasn't supposed to hear. His words stung and brought me to reality. I did have to go back. I did have to leave Mikey, California was my home and there was nothing that could change that. "Please do me a favor?"

"Okay....but can we go inside first?" I begged as I rubbed my hands together.

"Yes....of course." He smiled and led me toward his house. We quietly walked up the stairs and into his room, where he sat down on his bed.

"What is it Mikey?"

"I need you to break up with Spencer." He looked straight into my eyes and spoke the words I was dreading to hear. I would love to, if only the consequences didn't exist. I just......I couldn't.

"I....I-"

I was gently cut off by a soft kiss on the lips.

"I know how you feel but you can't keep this up." He whispered into my ear in a very gentle voice.

"I have to go." I pushed away from his grip and ran through his house.

　

　

As I lay on my bed I thought about the two alternate lives I was living. I thought about the hoes at school that everyone knew were with every boy in the school. I remember about the local school whore. She always obviously had more than one guy following her every move. She was always breaking guys hearts.And so was I, I was the local whore.

Breaking Spencer's heart was not something I was capable of doing. In fact deep down I still loved Spencer. I also just wanted to enjoy my time here but it was so hard with this weight on my shoulders. It was keeping me from everything.

I took a deep breath and watched myself in the mirror. How did I end up with two guys anyhow? I wasn't even special, just ordinary. The first time I came here I didn't expect to make anyfriends, let alone a guy. I was as plain as Jane. My blonde hair was drab, heck half the time I didn't even do anything to it mostly just a plain jane ballerina bun. My face wasn't anything special either. My eyes were a boring blue, my nose weird, and my eyebrows too light. I generally didn't wear any makeup other than mascara. I was an amatuer dancer, not near as great as Mikey, and I wasn't that magnificent at softball either.

"I'm not even unique." I whispered and wondered what my two men saw in me.

What went through Mikey's mind the first time he saw me sitting on his bench?

What was Spencer thinking that night at the Hotel? If anything both times I had made a fool of myself anyhow. When I met Spenc I was already a wreck, you know from Mikey. What made him have any interst in me. If I was a man, I woudln't even give myself a second glance.

I thought for a second before picking up Ashton's home phone and quickly dialing his number from memory.

"Hello." He said with a full mouth of food.

"Spenc, it's me." I quickly whisperd into the phone knwoing that my parents were probably back.

"Kalen? Oh thank god! I thought you'd never call. I miss you so so so much. I can not wait for you to come-"

"Listen Spenc........I have something to ask you"

"Oh God, it's bad isn't it?"

"No, no. Just random."

"Lay it on me."

"Okay......" I took a deep breath" The first night you saw me.....what did you see in me?"

"What?"

"What made you take a second look?"

"ohh....umm...." I could almost see him blushing, "You were special. You looked lonely but were very beautiful and very sweet. Ther'es somthing about you that just brings me in."

"Listen Spenc. I miss you so much but I've been busy."

"I miss you too, but listen please just stay away from Mikey. There are things you don't know about him and I don't want you to get hurt, I love you. " His end of the line went blank before I could ask my questions. I can't very well stay away from his bad side if I don't know what it is.

How could I ever live without one of them? I couldn't. I loved them both so much, but maybe one over the other?

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