Adopted by Delirious|Watty's 2019

Getting Out

Mikey's pov
We've been in here for 2 hours now, and I feel like they aren't going to let us out for a little while. I soon started having an existential crisis. While that was happening, I saw that Carter woke up.
"Mikey? I need Mikey," he kept repeating over and over. I just laid on the floor wondering why life existed and why we existed.
"Mikey," he mumbled as he flopped onto his other side.
"Huh," I said still deep in thought about life.
"Mikey," was all he could utter, clearly in an unsafe mental state. I rolled onto my side and looked at him.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I snapped out of my existential crisis.
"Mikey..Brian..home..cake," was all he said. Only four words were repeated over and over.
"What kind of cake?" I asked.
"Black Forest Cake," he said. I guess it's his favorite kind because it's the only kind he's mentioned since being here.
"Sounds good," I said.
"Want out," he said. Why he's only speaking in a few words I'm not sure.
"So do I," I said while thinking of food because they didn't let us out to eat.
"Kitten. Kitten. Kitten," he said. Why? I don't know.
"What you talkin' bout willis?" I asked.
"Kitten. Angel," he said with tears in his eyes.
"Is that your cat?" I asked.
"Want her," he admitted tears in his eyes.
"I know you do," I said.
"Mikey...get her," he pleaded grabbing my arm.
"I wish I could but we're stuck in here and she is at your house," I said.
"Angel........died," he started to cry hysterically.
"Hey, hey, hey it's okay calm down," I said not really knowing what to do.
"Snuggles, Kitten?" he asked me.
"Fine," I said. He curled against me holding my arm. We just sat there in peaceful silence.
"Love Mikey," he said as he fell asleep. I sat trying to process what just happened.

Brock's pov
I looked at the time and saw that it was 6:00. It had been four hours since we locked Mikey and Carter in the room together. "Hey, guys, don't you think that it's time to let them out of the room?" I asked.BThe look on Brian's face said that he forgot completely.
"I hope he didn't flip," Brian said clearly worried. When we got up there, Tyler took out the key and opened the door. We turned on the light so we could see as we walked into the room. What we saw was not nearly what we expected. We looked in and all we saw was Mikey and Carter sleeping, curled in a ball, in a corner, together.
"Holy shite .I didn't expect that to happen," Brian said.
"Neither did I," Lui said looking surprised.
"Do we wake them up or what?" Del asked.
"Leave 'em. They need sleep," Brian said.
After that we all went to our rooms and went to sleep.

Carter's pov
I wake up and see a sleeping Mikey surrounding me. I try to escape, but she wakes up during my effort.
"Go back to sleep, Mikey," I said softly.
"Sleep is for the weak," she mumbles quoting Jacksepticeye.
"Then come here," I extend my hand out and she takes it. I pull us both up, and I walk her out to the living room, then prepare a space for her on the couch.
"Would you like something?" I ask.
"No I'm fine," she said.
"Okay just figured I'd ask. Anyway, what happened in there?" I ask simply because I didn't remember.
"You don't remember?" she asked.
"No," I said looking at the floor.
"Well, at the beginning we were both freaking out, then you helped me calm down, then we were okay. But, when you realized there was no way out, you freaked out and fell asleep. When you woke up, you were like a kid. You only said a few words per sentence. It was weird. Then, at the end, before we both fell asleep you said: "Love Mikey." I didn't know how to react," Mikey said.
"I'm so sorry. Mikey, I had no idea..." I say blushing.
"It's fine," she said. Next thing we know, all of the guys pop up from behind the kitchen counter. They walk towards us.
"So how was y'all's night?" Luke asked.
I simply held up my middle finger and grabbed a bunch of snacks from the kitchen.
"You owe us puncakes," Mikey said.
"Here are your Monsters M'Lady," I said handing Mikey all of Brian's monsters.
"Hey! They're mine!" Brian yelled.
"Oh well," I said.
"You know you can be a real ass sometimes," Brian said. I simply smiled as if to say 'I know'.
"You locked us in a room WITH NO FOOD. You don't deserve these Monsters," she said/yelled.
"Fiesty, are we?" I say looking at her, raising my eyebrow, then laughing.
"Fuck you," she said while flipping me off like Markiplier.
"Well then, love. Maybe I should take your Monsters," I say raising an eyebrow.
"Bish, I think not," she said.
"You have two choices. Hand over a Monster or I will tickle you," I said.
"Over my dead body will I hand over the Monster," she said.
"That can be arranged, Mikey. However, I like you, so too bad," I said.
"Okay then Antisepticeye," she said sarcastically.
"Funny, lass eh?" I smiled at her biting my lip.
"I think it's funny," she said.
"Certainly is," I say. I turn to look at her and just smile. She's freakin adorable.
"Pew pew," she said making a hand gun with her hands.
"Why you do that to me?" I asked whining.
"The difference between you and me Jeorgie is...
I get bitches and hoes and you don't
I got style and clothes and you don't
I make video and dough (snap,snap) and you don't
You have a license and I don't," she said.
"You know what. I'm done." I started laughing then got up and started grabbing blankets and pillows.
"Uppies. Time for a fort Mikey," I said.
"But it takes effort to get up," she said. I then pulled her off the couch and started building the fort.
Once it was complete, I told her to crawl in and said, "We are gonna watch a movie."
"What movie?" She asked.
"You'll see," I walked to the kitchen and popped some popcorn and grabbed M&M's. I set them down inside the fort then put Hacksaw Ridge on.
"Hope you don't mind blood and guts, love," I said.
"Nope. I dream of murdering people every night," she said.
"You too?" I said excitedly.
"Let's go murder together," she said.
"As you wish, my queen," I said smirking.
"Now you sound like Sebastien Michaelis," she said.
"I'm sorry..." I said. I'm not sure if I'm going too far. I just...she is so...it's complicated.
"What are you sorry for? I think it's cute that you keep sounding like people and characters I like," she said.
"Oh...." That wasn't why I was saying it but, okay. It's a start. I feel comfortable around her.
"Why are you so adorable," she muttered quietly.
"What..." I look over at her stunned at what I heard.
"N-nothing," she said blushing a bit.
"Come on. Tell me.....pwease," I begged her.
"I-it was nothing," she said again.
"Darling, please. It must have been something," I hope there is something good to come out of this, but I always screw everything up.
"Fine. I said you were adorable," she said softly. All I managed to get out were muffles of parts of words.
"I gotta..." I got up and walked to the kitchen. I crawled back into the cabinet and stayed there.

Mikey's pov
I just sat there thinking, why do I fuck shit up. I got up and walked back to the guest room and sat in the corner blaring My Chemical Romance through my headphones trying not to cry.
"This is why I hate life," I told myself quietly. I finally just let all my emotions come out and just cried for what felt like hours. I calmed down a bit and heard someone walking to the room.
"Mikey?" Carter said in an unstable voice.
I didn't answer just look in to space scared of what was going to happen. He sat beside me tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I'm......so.....sorry," he said in between sobs. His head was lowered, he was trembling, and he was obviously depressed. I decided to do something I don't do often. I gave him a hug as more tears fell from my face because of Photograph by Nickelback. All the good memories I used to have. He cried into my arms and never stopped apologizing. He soon couldn't breathe and collapsed onto the floor.
"BRIAN!" I yelled.
"Oh god. What happened, Mikey?" he started shaking Carter, but nothing happened. "Call 911!" he yelled. I dialed 911 crying even harder now.
"Carter! No, no, no....not again.." Brian said crying.
"An ambulance is on the way," I said
"Good," Brian said wiping his nose with his arm. "All we have to do now is make sure he doesn't stop breathing entirely. Weak pulse but still breathing." Afterwards, all he did was mumble to himself until the paramedics arrived. The paramedics arrived and wheeled Carter out. I watched as they drove away before walking away from Tyler's house.
"Where ya goin?" Del asked behind me.
"I don't know. Away from here," I said tears still in my eyes.
"Well, that's not an answer," Del said sternly.
"I'm getting away from all the pain, and when you don't know where to go you just walk," I said.
"Why are you being like this?" he asked frustrated.
"I have lost too many people in my life and it has always been my fault."
"You think this is your fault? Mikey, he has some problems. He's had a rough life. When Brian took Carter in, he barely ate, slept, and didn't utter a single word. He hides from people, you saw that earlier. Mikey, the kid is terrified of pretty much everything. The fact he was so close to you and even talking to you says a lot. It took him a little over a year to say one word to me, and in two days he wants to be all around you. It's not your fault," Del said.
"You say it's not my fault, but with what I went through as a kid everything and I mean everything was my fault...even if I didn't do it. So, even if this isn't my fault I still feel like it is and that's never going to change," I said on the verge of breaking down.
"Mikey. I know. Just calm down for me, okay?" he asked I look at Jon who looked scared for me as my mental state just felt like it got bombed.
"Mikey, do you want to go to the hospital and see him?" Jon asked. I nodded my head no words coming out. I knew I wasn't going to talk to anyone for awhile, which I liked.
"Okay. Get in the car or go do that girl stuff where you get ready. I'll be waiting," he said with a laugh. I just looked at him with no emotion and got in the car.