Timm's POV
I was just chilling for a while in my room.
Micky hasn't come home yet. I hope she's not where I think she is. Yep. You guessed it right. At the back of the school, beating someone up. How do I know? She's always been beating people up there. I know she wouldn't just willingly agree with me to let it all go. I'm pretty sure she's not the type to do that.
I put on a cape and went to school. As I predicted, she was there, beating up a bunch of body guards dressed in black suits. After all that, she was perfectly fine, not a single scratch or bruise. She gave out a smirk and then Trisha said something then Gabe went out. I started to doubt this. Seeing that she was nearly raped the other day or was that just the fact that she starved herself and cut for the passed few weeks? I looked over at the two. Micky, wearing the same outfit as usual, a mask, hoodie and jeans. If I didn't see the long hair, I would have thought she was a dude. I looked at Gabe with utter disgust. I hated the way that he was always having that lustful look for her.
While I was trapped in my thoughts, they have already finished. As usual, Micky has won. She was walking towards Trisha and I knew what was happening next. I immediately rushed to the apartment and started chilling yet again in my room. A few minutes later, I heard the door fly open and lock again. I walked out and sat on her bed, waiting for her to come out. The shower was on so I sat there and took in the view. It was a nice and neat room. I saw a bunch of pictures of her when she was a kid. The opened and she walked in. She put some clothes on and I couldn't help but blush. She didn't even know I was here. This was getting really awkward so I decided to finally speak up and interrogate her.
"Where have you been, Micky?"
Her head snapped at me and she was both shocked and flushed.
"O-out. H-how l-long have you b-been there?"
"What were you doing?"
"Showering."
"I meant outside."
"I was just.....out with Justin."
"Mind if I call him?"
"S-sure."
I took my phone our and pressed 'call' on his contact. It rang a few times and when I was about to end the call, he finally answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Justin. Can I ask you a question?"
"Yah?"
"Have you been with Micky recently?"
"W-wha? Where is this going?"
"Just answer the question."
"Yes. Why?"
I was shocked. What?!
"Yah. We went to get some ice cream."
"Oh. Alright."
"That it?"
"Yah. Bye."
"Bye."
He hung up and I was just there, shocked. I looked at Micky. She shot me a smirk and I just glared.
"Where'd you go?"
"We went for ice cream. Why?"
"How are you so good at lying exactly?"
"I'm not."
"Sure."
I didn't want to admit it. I just don't get it. I was pretty sure she was there behind the school. Who else would it be?...she didn't seem like she wasn't joking though but then.....God, this is so frustrating. Holy fuck. I sighed in defeat and decided to speak. I'll find out sooner or just make her accidentally admit it or something.
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My Stupid Little Life
Teen FictionThis is the story of a girl named Mickaella Jennes. Her mom is dead, her dad abuses her and her one and only best friend has become a jerk. She has two wonderful older siblings but other than that, her good grades and average looks, her life is horr...