Michael

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Two weeks later Michael was finally able to come home. Leaving the hospital he used a crutch to support his left side. His strength in his leg and hand were coming back slower than expected. He wore a hat to cover his shaved and scared head. He didn't tell Mika, but he didn't want to embarrass him if he was seen with him.

"You didn't have to come and get me. You could've had someone else," he told Mika in the car on the way home.

"What so you mean?" Mika asked confused.

"Nothing."

Mika pulled over. "Michael? What's wrong?"

"I just..I didn't think you'd wanna be seen with me, because of..."

Mika cut him off, "stop. Michael, I love you. You had fucking brain surgery. I would never be ashamed to be seen with you in any shape or form."

Michael just shook his head. Mika looked annoyed as he drove off and continued home.

Michael just sat in the car when they pulled in the driveway. Mika waited for him outside the car. Tears filled his eyes, but held it together as Michael finally got out of the car. "I'm sorry," Michael said to Mika.

"It's okay Michael. Just don't say shit like that. Okay?" Michael nodded as they made their way into the house.

They were met in the doorway by several smiling faces. Paloma was holding Sophie in her arms. Michael rushed right over to her and grabbed her. Tears of happiness rolled down his face. Mika kissed both of them on the head. "Paloma went to Miami to get her for you. She thought it would take your mind off of everything."

"Thank you!" Michael said as he side hugged Paloma. "Thank you," he repeated.

They all went out back to the table outback. Mika's sisters brought out lunch to everyone.

"Why aren't you two sitting together," Michael asked Ezra and Fortune as he fed Sophie a bottle.

"Fortune broke up with me," Ezra answered. Michael looked confused at Ezra. "Because...I wouldn't have sex with him," he finished.

"Ezra!" Fortune shouted. "Why would you say that in front if everyone?!"

"Oh what? You don't want them knowing the truth?" Ezra snapped back.

"You're a fucking idiot Ezra!" Fortune snapped as he got up and left.

"You didn't do anything wrong Ezra," Michael said to his son.

"I know. I told him I wast ready several times and he was okay with it, but he just kept trying and trying. Sex is more important to him than being in a relationship. I'll be okay. I've been okay.."

"Shit.." Michael said as he dropped Sophie's bottle on the ground. He tried to pick it back up, but quickly dropped it. "Fucking hand.." he said angrily as Sophie began to cry.

Mika got up to get the bottle. "I fucking got it Mika. Stop," Michael snapped at Mika.

"Wow! Seriously Michael?" He asked.

"Ugh...sorry...I just...I don't want you to do everything for me. It just makes me feel..." he stopped.

"Handicapped?" Mika finished for him.

Michael nodded. "Yea. I...I don't want to rely on you Mika. I mean what am I supposed to do when your gone? How am I supposed to take care of Sophie?! What if I drop her?" Michael asked with tears in his eyes.

Ezra grabbed Sophie from Michael and her bottle off of the ground. He finished feeding her for Michael. Mika knelt by Michael's side to comfort him, "love, as long as you continue to try and do your therapy you won't have anything to worry about. Your going to get your strength back. And until then when I'm not here the boys, mama, and my sisters will help out. Your not alone. Your never going to be alone. Now please stop being hard on yourself."