Don't Do This To Me ~ Sonny Robertson (Roadtrip)

Chapter 17 - As bad as each other

Mikey's POV

At this current time, I was with Sonny. That's right. The same one I met in Egypt. Small world.

We had been hanging out for a few months, just whenever boredom paid a visit. It was fair to say we had somewhat become friends, but the only thing that stopped us form being closer was the fact that not fighting with each other seemed impossible. It became so bad to the point where I could list off at the top of my head out most biggest fights. 

Over the months, we both started to tolerate each other a bit more and our fights became more childlike. One time, he both became so enraged we each other that we were at the point of screaming. I remember him blindly throwing a glass at me and in return he got a childish shocked face from me. I couldn't say I was any better though,if I remember correctly I possibly threw a beer bottle at him.

 To me he seemed like a guy with a lot of issues, he was constantly covered in metal rings, chains and didn't seem to own a single piece of colorful clothing. Despite being picky about all the flaws, there was something about him that pulled me in. His company fulfilled ones boredom no matter what the conversation was about. It was safe to say that we only ever argued, and destiny kind of placed it so he probably doesn't like me in the slightest. 

In spite of that being said, he remained being and person who I couldn't stand. Every time I was with him, he'd manage to flat out say he doesn't like me at least 5 times or he usually says something really stupid. I'd say he's quite ignorant but respectfully I couldn't say that about him. As I was walking down to the boys with Sonny by my side, looking down I spotted his bare arm out in the open. My eyes seemed to have seen a white bandage on his wrist, with new blood slyly begging to seep through. Around the area seemed to have been various faded cuts, making the new ones not hard to tell from. 

I looked away, almost feeling ashamed of my myself for looking but I realized he probably forgot to wear his jacket as he left it with the boys earlier on. In the corner of my eyes, I saw him look down at his arm and panic. Knowing that this would've confused the boys about our relationship with each other, I took off my jacket and sneered 'put it on' in his ear. He received the message and quickly put it on, taking his sudden opportunity to say 'thank you' under his breath before we came close enough for the others to hear.

From that moment on, every time I would get mad at him, my intentions stopped me. Part of me did pain for him, but I knew better than to just question him about t. I knew how obnoxious that would be but I also felt pretty useless not being able to tell him I'm here if he needs me. I figured the least I could do was tell him he's right in our regular arguments.

"So what's the deal with you and Harper?" I casually questioned. "Are you guys dating or what?"

"Yeah, why?"

"No reason, you guys just seemed distant a few months back." I thought he would've put up his defense a little with the topic being 'Harper' but he simply gave me an unenthusiastic smile that faded ever so quickly. I didn't mean to over analyse things but Sonny seemed unhappy with him which confused me because he was so good to him.

"It's just things aren't passionate with us anymore." He burst out. I felt a rant coming. "Which makes me made because he's so loyal and good to me. I just don't think a good person is what I need. I need someone more fucked up than me, I'll feel like I'll mess him up as well." He looked at me in the eyes and realized what he had just done. "Sorry. I do that sometimes."

"Nah it's fine. I'll be your rant listener, at your service your majesty." I mocked.

"Shut up."

I grabbed two bottles of beer and gave one to sonny but then questioned it.

"Are you even allowed alcohol?" I asked with concern.

"Not really." He said while proceeding to reach for the beer bottle.