Blackbird // Mclennon

Blue Jay Way

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" Now, it's past my bed, I know
and I'd really like to go...
Soon will be the break of day,
sitting here, in Blue Jay Way... "

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"Cock block." John said to himself in a slightly annoyed, yet humorous tone.

"Shh!" I hush John and place a finger on his lips to keep him silent. He giggled at this gesture of mine.

"Yeah?!" I called out.

"I can't sleep, Paulie." A tiny voice stuttered out. "I'm scared."

"Who's that?" John whispered.

"It's my little brother... Mikey." I replied.

"Mmkay, Mikey, I'll be right there! Go back to yer room!" I shouted back through the door.

"Does this mean I oughta go?" John asked, solemnly.

"No! I'll be right back. Jus let me fix this real quick." I got up from the bed and pulled my shirt down over my crotch in an attempt to cover my hard-on.

"Slick move." John chuckled sarcastically.

A tad embarrassed, I laugh, "...Shut yer mouth, Lennon!" I finally make my way to the door. "B'fore I shut it for ye."

"Mm, yeah? I bet ye wouldn't dare." He teased.

I walked across the hall to Mikey's room, he was wrapped up in a blanket with his bedside lamp still dimly lit. I walked over and sunk down to his eye level, placing my hand on his cheek.

"Mikey, what's the matter?" I asked with a slight shakey voice.

"Why has Da' been so... scary, lately?" Mikey asked, wiping tears from his eyes. "He's actin' like a monster I've read abou' in books!"

I sighed in pity, I didn't have an answer for him. Not even I knew the reason. "Mikey I- There's no easy answer to that, but... I think since Ma' passed away, he's really become... a whole 'nother person. We can't really stop it, but we have to remember... we've got eachother. I'll figure a way outta this."

He gave a half smile and hugged me, "Thank ye, Paulie, ye've always known what to say in bad times."

"Mikey, we jus have to be hopeful... Hopeful that it all gets better, someday." I used what John told me to help out my brother.

"Anyroad... Why is there a boy in yer room?" Mikey asked me. "I can hear him all the way in here."

My face turned beet red and sweat immediately began to bead on my forehead, "He's... a friend, I was really upset because of Da' so... he came ova' to help me."

"Thas a really nice friend, Paulie. Can we all hangout?" He asked innocently.

"Uh- No, not now... it's awfully late. Ye will see him soon. However, ye oughta get to bed, ye've got school tomorrow!" After I said this, Mikey sighed and turned off his lamp. I gave him one last hug and tucked him in bed.

I scurried back over to my room, making sure I didn't make a single sound. I walk in and see John laying sprawled out on my bed, fast asleep. I smiled at the boy and turned off the light, soon before I snuck into bed next to him. I felt John smile into my neck and into my hair, sending wild sensations throughout me.

Before we knew it, the sun began to peak over the horizon, waking John and I up.

"John, ye should go home, it's 5:45 am." I yawned at him.