Hotel California

That morning was like nothing I had lived before. Mikey was home even before I woke up. And my mom hated the fact that I liked spend more time with Mikey than with her, she left… all day to spend money with her ‘friends’. So Mikey made breakfast for two and took it up to my room.

"Good morning Alex, I know you're never hungry, but I made your favorite… French toast. "
"Have I told you that you’re an angel?"
"All the time! But I like it when you tell Me." he smiled.
"All right then lets eat, before this wonderful breakfast gets cold."

He even made a lot of coffee. How could I resist to that? It was the best. If someone told me that for the rest of my life, the only thing I could eat was French toast and coffee, I would dance away my happiness. But yeah life isn’t perfect.

We talked for hours, and even after years and years or pleading, he modeled for me so I could draw him.
"It feels weird Alex"
"It’s not like you’re naked"
"I know but I cant keep still so long… its just not me. "
"Just don’t move, I’m almost done. "

A while later the Picture was finished, and I showed it to Mikey.
"Wow, its awesome and im not just saying cuz it’s me" he laughed.
"I think that you being the model made it better. And thanks, besides its special cuz you never ever wanted before. "
"It’s just not my thing. It’s for cute guys with perfect bodies. “We both laughed.
"Of course you're cute and you have a good body. It’s just that you don’t like admitting it. Maybe Greta was right. "
"Let’s not start with that again!"
"All right ill shut up then. And the conclusion of this conversation is… that you have to model for me more often. "
We continued arguing about my drawings, when the bell rang.
"Must be mom, she forgets her keys sometimes."
"Ill get it"

Mikey went downstairs to open the door, but he took a while getting back, I heard him yelling at someone. Moments later the door opened and Tom came in.
"Alexandra"
Just like last time…
"Get out of here you idiot I don’t want to see you"
"Please, just give me a chance"
"Mikey, please make him go away" my voice was starting to break; I covered my face with my hands leaving my bandaged wrists in the open for him to see.
"What happened? " asked Tom worried.
"None of you’re business LEAVE" I yelled with my hands still covering my Face.
"Please Alex"
"You heard her. Leave. "
"Don’t tell me what to do, you freak!"

I took my hands off my face when I heard some blows landing on flash. Tom and Mikey where fighting. And Mikey wasn’t exactly good at it; Tom was taking advantage of him.
"Stop!" I yelled and jumped out of bed running towards them trying to Protect Mikey from Tom.
"Get out of my house right now, if you don’t want me to call the police."
"Please just let me thank to you, ill leave right now… but please promise you’ll talk to me later."
"Maybe… now leave"

Tom left my room and moments later I heard the front door open and close.
"God! Are you okay? "
"Just peachy" he said sarcastically "but ill be okay"
"Let me go get something for the little cuts."
Tom had left a cut on his right cheek. I got alcohol and a little gauze to cover his wound.
"OUCH!" Mikey was complaining about the stinging sensation the alcohol gave him.
"Don’t move, I’m almost done. I know it stings but I have to clean it. "
"You should be a nurse"
"Don’t give me any ideas" I smiled and finished up putting some gauze over his cheek to cover it. "done. "
"The worse thing you can do right now is bitch slap me."
"Don’t make me mad then" I smiled and took his cheek delicately.
"I think I forgot to tell you something. With all that happened yesterday I forgot"
"What happened?" I asked curiously
"Remember that my parents couldn’t be here for my birthday? That they where on a trip? "
"Yeah, why?"
"Well the thing is. That they said that they felt bad about it… so for my birthday, they got me a car"
"What? What are we doing here? I wanna see it! "
"Its outside"

We quickly walked outside to see his car. It was beautiful! A blue convertible, not a classic, but not that new. I guess his parents didn’t want to make him feel bad giving him a new one; he wanted to buy it himself.

"I love it!" I said still in shock from seeing the car.
"So do I, its perfect. Wanna go for a drive? Or get something to eat? "
"Both sound fine, just let me change."
I went to my room and changed into some black jeans, a t-shirt and a cardigan over that, I didn’t really want people looking at my arms. I took some eyeliner and put it on. I walked back to Mikey who was watching TV. downstairs.
"Ready"
We got inside his car and we turned it on we both smiled.

Yes, McDonalds it was, but then we went to Starbucks for another heavenly coffee, and when we got back to my home, my mother wasn’t there yet.
"I have no idea how she can stay all day long outside shopping."
"Neither do I, she should be trying to look after you"
"Why trying?"
"Like you’ll let her take care of you, you don’t even want her near you.
"I know, maybe if she tried before when I really wanted her to be with me, I wouldn’t hate her… as much.
The rest of the afternoon went by watching TV. and later he left.
"Sure you want to go to school Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, it will be okay. The least I want to do is flunk a class and have to do it all over again having to stay home longer. "
"Good point, then ill Pick you up Tomorrow?"
"Hell yes! You have to pick me up everyday in that awesome car of yours"

Mikey left and when I got to the living room, I saw that the answering machine was full of unheard messages. I pressed the button so I could hear them, probably all recorded while Mikey and I went out to eat.

"Alex, please pick up"
BEEP
"Alex, I really want to talk to you, please, pick up"
BEEP
"Alex, I’m sorry"
BEEP
"Alex please, listen to me… I’m so sorry, it wasn’t my intention, I know I was an idiot. I just want to talk to you. "

I erased all the messages and sat down in the couch hugging my legs, just thinking. Did he really mean that? Was it just a mistake? Or was it another trick? Another trick to keep making fun of me? I didn’t want to think anymore about that, so I went back to my room and just lie down in my bed and forget about it.
When I was lying down I closed my eyes, and with my hand I touched my wrist. I felt the bandages covering my mistake up. Made me remember what I had done just a day before. I was so stupid for doing that. I lost control over the situation and causing an accident. Now everyone would think I had tried to commit suicide. And it was going to be hard.

But Mikey was there for me… as always.