Glitter Bug

"Michael James Way! Don't you ever, ever do that to me again!" I yelled, as Mikey and Gerard stumbled onto their garden. I had been waiting for them to come back from meeting Frank.

I'm not stupid, I know exactley what they're doing, Ecstacy. They do it a lot, they get home and their both still high, how they're mum doesn't notice is beyond me. But the last time this happened, only a few weeks ago, I'd made him promise he wouldn't do it again.

He'd promised alright.

But yet he still does it. I don't know what to do anymore.

"Don't be silly Jess! I'm fine, I promised you, see?" he tried, but giggled uncontrollably. His eyes were glazed over.

"Don't make me get your mom!" I threatened.

"Oh, shut up Jess, why'd you have to rain on everybodies parade?" he yelled the darker side of the drugs coming out. But then he burst into laughter and Gerard joined in.

"Because, I love you Mikes, and I don't want you to ruin your life!" "Like-" I pointed at Gerard, "Him!"

"Yeah? Well tough!" he sneered.

"Just because your brother obviously doesn't care about you, doesn't mean I don't!" I yelled.

He can be such a dickhead sometimes. I loved him, but he's a dickhead.

Gerard suddenly giggled as though what I had said about him was funny rather than cruel.

"You should try it Jess, everything is just so...soft! Like the grass!" smiled Gerard, who then abruptly lay down on the grass, stroking it.

"Oh, why don't you just fuck off!" I yelled, my anger getting the better of me.

"On second thoughts, have an overdose and die!" I screamed.

I have no idea whether you can get an overdose from Ecstacy, but I knew you could with other drugs, and both of them wouldn't be able to remember tomorrow. We'd be friends again.

And again Mikey'll promise me he'll never do it again. And then a week later it'll be exactley the same. I hate Frank, I hate Gerard. And most of all I hate myself for letting this happen.

Mikey doesn't realize how much I actually love him. I want him to ask me out. But I can tell he doesn't like me like that.

I ran back to my house. Before going back inside I got out my new phone and sent a text to Mikey.

He'll get it in the morning, maybe then he'll realize how I feel...but then again, he can be quite dence.

I stormed back into my own kitchen, not bothering to tell my mom what had happened, or even noticing all the cardboard boxes that were in it.

But I sure as hell noticed them in my bedroom.

"Jessica sweetie!" My mom said having just followed m upstairs.

"W-whats happening Mom?" I asked panicking slightly.

"We're moving to England."

We moved the next morning before our neighbours were up.

That was the last time I saw Mikey, and I just told him to fuck off. I really hope he got my text.