Michael Part II

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Michael sat on the couch. None of the kids were home. Paloma and mama had taken them for the weekend.

Mika sat down next to him, "so...anything you wanna know?"

"Um, I don't know. Were together, obviously...how many kids do we have?"

"Well, YOU have 13...12. But after we get married we agreed that I would adopt the younger ones."

"When were we getting married?"

"We ARE getting married in May. Maybe sooner if...you get worse," Mika said the last part quiet and slowly.

"Worse?" Michael asked now facing Mika.

Mika grabbed Michael's hand, "love you have cancer. You've just finished your first round of chemo. But hopefully you'll get better, not worse."

Michael looked away.

Mika sighed, "you know I love you?"

Michael nodded, "can I go lay down?"

Mika sighed again and showed Michael to their room. Michael fell...cried himself to sleep. Mika sat outside the door listening and crying himself.

Around five Michael came out of the room. He was down. His eyes were all red from crying again.

"Love, you don't have to hide from me. This is hard for me to. Do you know what it's like feeling like you have to convince the man that you love that you love him?"Mika said furiously at Michael. "Michael look at me!"

Michael kept his eyes to the floor. Mika shot up from the couch and grabbed his face, forcing Michael to look at him. Michael still wouldn't.

Mika lost it and slapped Michael. He didn't apologize to Michael. He just got even more angry at him. Michael tried running back to the room, but Mika pinned him to the floor.

"I said look at me!" Mika yelled at him as he struggled underneath him.

"Let go of me you psycho!" Michael yelled back and continued to try to free himself from Mika's grip. Michael was still too weak to defend himself. Between the chemo and being in a coma for two weeks he was defenseless.

Michael only angered Mika some more. Mika punched Michael in the face splitting his lip open. He then hit him again, and again until his arm was tired out. When he was done he stood up and went into the bathroom.

He starred at himself in the mirror. He didn't even recognize himself. What did he just do? He loved Michael, right?

Mika looked at his throbbing hand. It was swollen. His knuckles had a mix of his own blood and Michael's. The blood ran up his arm and covered his face.

He looked away from the mirror in disgust. Michael didn't do anything. He didn't say anything for him to react like this. Was is just built up anger from everything that has gone on?

"Dad!" Mika heard Ezra shout in horror.

"Ezra don't touch him," Fortune said. "Mika?!"

Mika walked out slowly when Fortune shouted his name. When they both saw Mika their jaws dropped. Ezra's face of horror quickly changed to anger.

"What did you do?!" He shouted at Mika.

Mika didn't respond. He just starred down at Michael's motionless body. Did he kill him?

"Answer me!" Ezra demanded as he shoved Mika against the wall.

Mika let out an evil laugh, "don't touch me Ezra."

"Excuse me?" Ezra asked as he shoved him again.

" I said don't touch me!" Mika shouted as he tackled Ezra.

"Mika no!" Fortune shouted as he pulled Mika off of Ezra. "Don't Mika!"

Mika fell back, but got right back up and attacked Fortune. Fortune grabbed his brothers arms and tried to keep his fists from smashing into his face. Ezra called the police before helping Fortune...

(Sorry I haven't written a lot lately...lot going on. Don't forget to vote/comment...)

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