Michael

He's Too Young

"Mika?"

"Yes babe?"Mika looked over at Michael in the passenger seat.

"Thank you. For everything. And for not giving up on me," Michael said staring at Mika driving.

Mika grabbed Michael's hand as they pulled into the driveway. As soon as they got through the front door they were greeted by six worried faces with a lot of questions. "Is he okay?" "What happened?" "Is he coming home?"

"Whoa slow down and cool down. He's fine. He has to stay overnight at the hospital and should hopefully be home tomorrow." Michael told his worried children.

Jacob looked over at Mika and back at his father to ask, "are you sleeping with him?"

Michael got up off of the couch.

"Excuse me? Who I sleep with is none of your business Jacob. Now don't worry about it!"

Jacob started to get angry and Michael could tell, "go to your room now before you hurt yourself, or someone." Jacob ran upstairs to his room.

"What was that about?" Mika looked confused at Michael.

"He's got anger issues. And...he's homophobic..." Michael answered with his head down.

"Wow. You're own son? How do you deal with that?" Mika looked shocked.

"It's hard, but I love him. He's a good reason why non of my previous relationships worked out.."

"I can see why.." Mika blurted out, but quickly regretted. Michael looked hurt. "That came out wrong and I probably should've kept that to myself...don't worry Michael. I'm not leaving you."

"Good." Michael smiled. "We need to get back to the hospital."

"Daddy wait!" Ariana yelled as she ran up to Michael. "Please bring this to him?" Ariana asked as she handed him a picture frame. Michael smiled. It was of her and Ezra hugging when they were younger.

"He'll love it." Michael stared as he hugged and kissed his children goodbye.

Michael held the glass picture frame the whole ride back to the hospital. He and Michael drive in silence. A good silence. They were both happy as they held each others hand.

---at the hospital---

Fortune and Ezra woke up to the sound of glass shattering. They both looked over to see a furious Michael standing at the edge of the bed. Mika stood worried for Fortune, shaking his head at him.

"Michael!?" Fortune jumped out of the bed in fear. Michael started walking towards Fortune and grabbed his arm.

"Michael let go of him," Mika shouted.

"Dad stop!"

Michael stumbled to the end of the bed with Fortune and fell. They both landed on the shattered glass as Michael punched Fortune in the face knocking his glasses off. Fortune laid in the glass as Mika pulled Michael off of him.

"What is your problem?!" Mika shouted.

"What's my problem?! What's his?! Ezra's too young for him. He's too young." Michael repeated himself glaring at Fortune who sat up holding the side of his face.