Michael

Over

Mika and Michael pulled up to a fancy looking restaurant. The valet took Mika's car as they were blinded with camera flashes. Michael looked at Mika with a worried expression, but Mika gave him a reassuring smile.

A waitress guided them through the booked restaurant to a private table outside. It was gorgeous. There was a single table surrounded by flowers, candles, and lights.

Michael didn't realize his jaw was dropped as Mika asked, "do you like it?"

Michael closed his mouth and nodded. Mika then pulled out a chair and gestured for Michael to take a seat. Once Michael was seated, Mika took his seat and ordered a bottle of wine.

They ordered their dinner and chatted about Mika's current projects and potential future projects. Michael loved hearing about Mika's work. He knew how passionate he was about it.

Mika started to take the ring box out of his pocket when Michael interrupted him.

"Mika, there's something we need to discuss. Something I should have told you a while ago.."

Mika snuck the box back in his pocket and nodded at Michael to continue.

"I," Michael began as a lump formed in his throat. "I have cancer, Mika." Mika's eyes widened as tears began to fill them. "And I have to start chemo as soon."

Mika was silent.

Michael stared at him, waiting for a response.

"Mika?"

"I don't know what you want me to say Michael," Mika spat out.

Michael got offended, "what is that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know Michael! Why would you choose right now to announce this. You should have said something a lot sooner than right now."

"Why? So, you could have left me?" Michael shouted back as he stood up.

"Oh, so you kept it to yourself, because you didn't want me to leave you?" Mika stood up across from Michael.

"So, your leaving me?" Michael whispered as he asked as he fought back tears.

"Maybe I should," Mika said without blinking or thinking.

"I'll save you the trouble. We're done. Never again Mika," Michael said as he stormed off to the front of the restaurant.

Michael pushed through the paparazzi as they took pictures of him, and started walking down the street. Mika started to chase after him. The cameras didn't miss one second as Mika grabbed Michael's arm and turned him around.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Mika asked Michael angrily.

"My problem? I don't have one. It's you. You don't want to he with me, because I have cancer!" Michael shouted at Mika.

The cameras continued to flash and record.

Mika shook his head, "I never said that. Your making shit up Michael. Your trying to make me look like the bad guy."

"Because you are!"

"How was I supposed to react? Was I suppose to come rushing over to our side and baby you?"

"Shut up Mika," Michael said as he tried to turn away, but Mika spun him back around. "Leave me alone! We.Are.Over."

Mika let Michael walk away. He then turned around and finally noticed all of the cameras. He hurried past them to have the valet get his car.

Mika nervously stood there waiting for his car as questions started flying his way. He ignored them and kept his head down. When his car finally arrived he jumped in and quickly drove off without even tipping the valet.