Ellen's New Life

"Mikeeey."

I'm always this way when he comes. I just say 'Mikeeey', that's, obviously, the smartest thing that I can say.

"Ellen, sweetheart," he said, pecking me on my cheek.

"Mikey, you know I feel kinda bad when you do this?" I said, pushing him away lightly.

"Why would you feel bad just because of a small family kiss?" he asked me.

"I don't know. It's just weird," I said. "It's not even worth explaining, you just wouldn't understand."

"Oh. Well. So you think I don't understnand a thing," said Mikey, looking at me, deeply in my eyes.

"I didn't say that. I just think that... you should calm down a bit," I said.

"Alright, alright, but now, I have no time to calm down, because I need to take you for a strawberry ice cream," he said, laughing.

"Mhmm," I said. "I love strawberry ice cream."

"And I love you," said Mikey.

"You're doing that again, you know?" I said.

"What that?"

"You're making me feel bad."

"Oh. I'll try to stop."

"Yes. Stop. It will be better, for both of us."

"You think so?" he asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah. I think so. Besides, if Gerard sees us..."

"He won't. He's out with Lyn."

"I know. But you're still making me feel bad."

"I'm sorry... But I just can't help myself sometimes."