Michael Part II

Talk

Michael sat and waited for Mika on the back porch. He wasn't sure what he'd say or how this would go. Either way he wasn't going to let Mika just walk back into his life.

"Hey," Mika said softly as he walked out of the house. He sat across from Michael.

"Hey," Michael replied without looking up at him.

Mika stared at him. They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"What do you want Mika," Michael said coldly to Mika.

He finally looked up at him. When he did he regretted it instantly. His heart skipped a beat when he made eye contact with Mika. Feelings started to flood back. Feelings that he wasn't sure if he wanted to have anymore.

"How are you Michael?" Mika said with a shaky voice.

Michael fought back a smile, "I'm alright. Yourself?"

Mika smiled, "I'm fine."

They both giggled a little bit and stared at each other again.

"I miss you Michael. I miss us."

"Mika, you know things can't be how they were.."

"I know. They can be better," Mika said confidently. "I know we'd be better. We can work Michael. I love you so fucking much," Mika started to choke on his words as he fought back tears. "This can work and it's going to work," Mika got down on his left knee and grabbed Michael's hands. "I promise you Michael that I will be caring, loving, and faithful to you. I will never break your heart again. All I ask is for one more chance."

Michael too in a deep breathe and let it out slowly. He then looked away from Mika and said, "I have a date tonight. I can't."

With that Michael took his hands from Mika and walked into the house. His heart hurt. He just lied to Mika. He knew damn well he didn't have a date tonight.

Mika sat on the floor. He buried his head into his hands and broke down. After a few minutes he got up and went to the bathroom.

"Where's Mika?" Michael asked twenty minutes later.

"I don't think he left. Maybe he went to the bathroom?" Fortune answered.

"What happened dad?"

Michael sat next to his son on the couch, "he asked me to get back with him. I told him I had a date tonight. Which I don't. I just needed time to think."

Fortune bolted upstairs. He tried to open the bathroom door, but it was locked. He then began to bang on it.

"Mika, open the door! Now!" Fortune yelled as he banged on the bathroom door repeatedly.

Michael ran up the stairs. "Watch out," he old Fortune as he unlocked the bathroom door with the key.