Hotel California

"Oh come on it’ll be fun!”
"i don’t know"
"I swear we won’t be back late"
"okay"

Mikey and I were riding wondering whether or not go to the movies, I wasn’t so sure, but in he ended up convincing me.

It had been two weeks since my accident and he was always tried to make me feel better, taking me to lunch, to the movies, or just out. Whatever he could come up with, just so I didn’t concentrate on what had happened and on the memories that haunted me every moment. The first days were hard. I almost couldn’t sleep and I cried at night. If it hadn’t been for Mikey I would have taken me months to get over it.

I still wasn’t over it. No one can do that in two weeks, its impossible. But the process was getting easier and quicker thanks to him.

In that moment he was looking for someplace we could go eat, not McDonalds. when I saw something.
"Stop" I told him.
"What?"
"Stop the car. I wanna see that store"
Mikey parked the car and we both got down.
"You know Alexandra, I’m not your driver o something like that. So I think I have the right to whine about this. "
"Oh shut up Michael just look at this!”
We were in front of a clothing store. Dress store particularly.
"I know that I have never liked dresses. But this one is simply… gorgeous"
"I know. It World be perfect for prom. "
"I told you Mikey I’m not going to prom. I’m not in the mood for that kind of stuff. "
"How do you know that? We still have two weeks left. Maybe you’ll change your mind. "
"Don’t think so"
"Then why did you make me stop?”
"Just curiosity… lets go"
"Sure?”
"Yeah come on"
We walked once again to the car and before climbing inside, I took one last look at the dress. My god, it was perfect. It was a shame.

Mikey dropped me off at my house, and told me he was coming back in a couple of hours to go the movies. I didn’t have anything to do so I just went to my room. I sat down on my desk and I opened my drawing book, the one tom had given me for my birthday. I almost never used it, even if it was pretty, it reminded me of him. It hurt me, everything that happened with him. I had the idea that I loved him and that he loved me back when he really didn’t.

I started drawing again. And when the time had gone by, I realized what I had drawn. A naked woman with a horrible scar. Just like me. Every time I had a shower or when I changed my clothes I could see that scar in front of the mirror. When I touched it, it still hurt. No one but the cops and the doctors that had seen it, knew about it. Even if everyone had seen the one in my face, no one had seen the one in my breast. The one that hurt the most.

I drowned myself in my thoughts, not stopping my drawing when suddenly my cell phone rang again waking me up from my day dream that I was in. when I grabbed the cello phone my humour hanged. Tom.

It was something like the umpteen time he called me. But I never answered. I didn’t want to hear his voice, and his ‘im sorry’s. and when I didn’t answer he just left a message like always. Most of them, telling me he wanted to talk to me. That he was sorry and he loved me.
The cell phone stopped its ringing and I received a message. obviously his.

"Alex please. I know hat i have called a lot f times and that you don’t want to talk to me. But I need to talk to you. I need to see you. I need you. In the school you just avoid me and you never come out when I go to your house. Please I need an opportunity. I love you"

And like always i just deleted it.

Fuck him. I didn’t want to think about him. I threw my cell phone to the bed and I got up opening my closet. I wanted something nice for the night. It wasn’t a date. But I wanted to look good.

A couple of hours later Mikey came by to take to the movies. And after he swore to my mom that he would bring me back in one piece and that he would never leave me out of his sight and that he would take my hand and look to both sides of the street before crossing, we were able to leave.
"Sorry about Mom"
"It’s okay. She just does it because she is worried about you"
"she is still exageratting"
"What matters is that you wont get away from me will you?”
"Oh of course not prince charming" I said laughing.
"I can’t imagine me in a horse. Maybe a unicorn"
"When they exist"
"Unicorns are so real! When I have one I shall show you"
"Until then, you have no reason to relieve that they do exist"
I smiled and he laughed. God, I can’t imagine the poor boy riding a unicorn, it would be so funny.
When we got to the movies we got our first deception. All the movies were a total disgrace.
"What do we do?”
"I don’t know. All the movies are lame"
"Let’s go back to my house and see some horror movie" I smiled.
"Sounds perfect, could w ego get some sushi first? I’m dying to get sushi. "
"I know you can eat your weight in sushi man. Let’s go"
"Yay"
God, I had a three year old best friend.

"I think we have everything we need. Movie? "
"Here"
"Sushi?”
"Here"
"Candy"
"A part on my stomach but kinda here"
"mikey!”
"What?”
"Forget about it. Lets begin"

The movie began and with that… the fun. I don’t think we could have so much fun in the movies. Its always better when there isn’t a whole lot of people when you want to see a movie.
When the movie was over. We where both really scared.
"that was one hell of a movie"
"I know. Hey you’re gonna stay here tonight? "
"Sure sounds good. "
It had been a long time since he had stayed home. Since my birthday. We had almost lost the habit. So after he told me once more his theory about the unicorns, we decided that if was better if we just went to bed. But this time, there was a minuscule problem which I hadn’t thought about about before telling him to stay over.

I only had one bed.

"Good night Alex"
"Good night Mikey" I said shyly.
Mikey turned off the Light which made me get a little scared.
While later I still couldn’t fall asleep. I was scared and I didn’t know why.
"Alex? " Mikey asked waking him up.
"Yeah?”
"Is Everything okay?”
"Why wouldn’t it be?”

"You’re shaking…. What’s going on?" he asked coming closer to my. Which only made recoil him quickly. Making me get flush against the wall.
"Are you scared?”
"A little"
"Is it me?”
"I hadn’t been… close to a man, since, you know.”
"I understand. I can go home if you want"
"No! Its okay i swear. Just let me try"
I closed my eyes and started to think about different stuff. Coffee. French toast. Unicorns. Mikey.
"Could you… hold me?”

"Are you sure?”
"Yeah I just hope I don’t get scared.”
Mikey hugged me, slowly getting closer to me. Trying to not get me scared me again. But it worked. I felt a lot better.
"Thank you Mikey. Good night"
"Good night Alex" he said kissing my forehead.

That was how I finally could sleep after two weeks.