Succubus Kiss
A/N: This was... inspired, I guess you could say, by my cousin Crazier. A big thanks to AnnieMJ for pushing (pestering xD) me to write it all and giving me her personal opinion after I finished it. This is going to be a very special story, so I hope you all enjoy. (:
Mikayla's POV
Four Months Ago...
"I'm sorry, but what?" I stared at my best friend confused.
Miley sighed, "Succubus Kiss!" This time she slammed the palms of her hands on the tabletop.
"What the hell is a suh-coo-bus?" Even if she says it again, I haven't a clue what she's talking about. "Here, write it for me." I said, giving her a pen.
She grabbed my arm and started to write.
I tried to pull back, but she held it, "When I gave you a pen and said to write it I meant on paper!"
"Oh just hold still!" she scolded.
Smiling as if she'd accomplished something grand, she spelled it out loud as I read, "S-U-C-C-U-B-U-S."
I couldn't help but laugh. Damn. She's so cute when she's going through slow moments. "Wooow... Miley," I said carefully, "It's pronounced suck-you-bis."
"Suh-coo-bus, suck-u-bis, fuck-you-bitch- Whatever!" she said in an annoyed tone despite the smile she wore.
Rolling my eyes, I could tell what she wanted to hear from me. "Okay, what about it?" My brow raised.
I remember this day... it was the first day she ever brought it up... An innocent topic... so I thought...
"It's got my heart." she said proudly.
Never would I have ever guessed she meant that so... literally... I thought it was some band... Well... it was at the time...
Later that day, after school, I was on my way to our locker. I say our, because Miley and I share one. Why?... She wanted to. Who am I to say no to the girl who I secretly love?
I could feel my body heat up a little bit as I watched Miley walk past our locker with another girl at her side. She decides to not pick me up from class like she usually does and goes off with- Mitchie? She actually ditched me for Mitchie. Yeah, they had a 'thing' back a year or two back, but I didn't know they still talked...
Biting my lip, I couldn't help but call out to her,"Miley!" Ugh... I could hear the pathetic tone, that just so happen to leech to my words, echo in the hall.
Seriously? I know she heard me, so why does she keep walking? I haven't done anything to upset her... have I? Instead of chasing after her, I just went to my locker and went home without her. Asshole...
What would have happened if I'd gone up to them... I'm sure it would've been the same outcome, but...
Over the course of the next few days I noticed Miley and Mitchie hanging out a little more and more. It isn't like I'm jealous I just... confused. They broke up because they were both pretty dominant in relationships, so that usually caused fights.
I remember their fights, because Miley'd pace around my room ranting on and on about how she's trying to make it work. In the end she'd just fall asleep on my bed, and the next day they'd be fine.
"Miley," I call her name, hoping I can ask and get a proper answer before someone comes along and butts into our conversation, "Can I ask you something?"
Her clear blue eyes look over at me as she smiles, "Shoot."
"It's about you and Mitchie..." I feel a little embarrassed, so I look away. Before I can say anything else, I hear her laugh. "What?" I ask, a little annoyed that she decides to fool around when I'm trying to be serious.
I can see her smile widen, "Isn't it great? We just started to talk again, nothing serious."
"So you're... going to date her?" my voice stepped up a pitch or two towards the end.
She shrugged and went back to texting. Goddamn how I want to smash her phone right now.
"Is that it?" she asked.
Well what am I supposed to say? I managed to get myself to say, "Yeah, I was just curious."
"Say Kayla, I'm going on ahead alright?"
"Um... Sure, but why? It's not like you to want to get to class early."
Putting her phone in her pocket she replied, "There's something I want to ask my teacher about. I'll see you after school okay?"
I didn't really say anything, I just gave her an uncertain look.
Miley poked my forehead, "Chill with the look, I do care about academics y'know. It's one more period, I'm sure you can live that long without me." she teased.
One thing I've always hated was how Miley knew how I felt, where I, on the other hand, had no clue how she felt towards me. All she does is tease me, she's never been serious. Am I really not good enough?
If I was good enough, would this have happened... Could I have protected her heart? I don't know...
"Hey stranger." she greeted me while leaning against my car after school the same day.
"Stranger indeed."
She gave me a half-smile, "I'm sorry Kayla."
"So am I." I sighed; being the kind of person who likes to take care of things in person, I suddenly blurted out, "I've been wanting to talk to you about Mitchie."
She picked her bag up off the hood and crossed her arms, "Didn't we already have this discussion?"
"I just..."
"Kayla, you're my best friend. I love you regardless if I have someone else, even if you're a stalker."
I clenched my fists and bit my lower lip. Is she an idiot? How can she joke around at a time like this? Why won't she ever take me seriously? "Miles-"
"I'm not dating her." When she said that, her voice was monotone, yet smooth. For some reason, I felt like her words flew into me, allowing me to breath easy again. "We were paired up in a project by random selection. That's all." explained Miley with a smile.
I was speechless for a short while, but soon enough I scolded, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"What, are you that much in love with me that you can't help but want me all to yourself?" she asked; even though she had a seductive look in her eyes, her tone was the type of teasing I wasn't looking for.
I didn't answer, feeling no need to justify myself to her. Instead I walked passed her and got into the car, then started it up giving the engine a low vroom.
"Get in or I'll run you over." I said coldly. Soon after those cold words, her smile warmed me, causing the ice around my anger to melt and disappear.
When I drove her home, I couldn't stop smiling and laughing. I remember that drive quite well. It was the last drive I'd ever feel normal around her again... if I knew that, I would have driven forever...
The days passed by gradually... I never expected anything of the sort to happen.
If only I wasn't so...
"Obsessive?" Miley asked confused. "What do you mean I'm a little obsessive?"
We were sitting on opposite sides of the couch, our backs pressed against the armrests. Both my mom and step-dad were out, so for now we were just lazing around.
I couldn't help but laugh at her, just like before, she was still so cute. "You've been going off and buying a bunch of that bands merchandise." I explained, "In fact, I haven't even heard of them."
"You haven't heard of a lot of bands, and so what? My buying their stuff doesn't make me obsessive!" she argued.
"Of course it doesn't. It's normal for a girl to take down every little thing regarding them in her phone, and to buy the same jeweleries as them." I said with sarcasm.
I didn't realize it then, but I think Miley glared at me seriously for a little... No... maybe I did realize it, I just didn't want to, so I ignored it... like everything else. I was in denial.
"What do you mean? How do you know any of that?" she raised a brow, "Don't tell me you really are a stalker. I thought better of you Kayla."
My jaw dropped. Was she crazy? Wait... Why am I thinking that? I'll just blurt it out again.
"Are you crazy?" I hit her knee with mine since they met in the middle. "Geez Miles... At least remember what you do around me before you call me a stalker. I was over at your place while you were looking shit up about them, asshole."
I don't remember what she said in response to that, but I do remember how she looked a little confused; a little after she got her phone out and started to search through it.
A while after the whole Miles-Mitchie drama in my head, Lily rushed up to us during lunch in a panic.
"Lilly, what happened?" I asked concerned.
Miley looked at her, "Did something happen with Oliver?"
She shook her head and held her stomach.
"Lily... are you..." I looked around uneasily, "pregnant?" my voice almost inaudible.
"No!" she breathed. "Mitchie..." she whimpered, "Mitchie just collapsed. I didn't know what was going on... She was looking a little pale lately, but... her head hit the ground... really hard... I don't know what..." her hands covered her mouth as her mind probably jumped to a worst case-scenario.
Mitchie and Lily were actually really good friends. In fact, if Lilly wasn't with Oliver, Miley and I agreed that she'd probably be with Mitchie. No wonder she was so panicked.
"Where is she now? What happened?" I pressed.
Lily calmed herself, "Ol-Oliver is with her... someone went to go tell the nurse, but I just..."
Miley's clear eyes looked at her; her gaze seemed to help put Lily at ease. I never knew how she did that, it was just something in those deep blue eyes that made you feel like you were floating in the sky or sea without any worries. I loved her eyes. "Why didn't you stay with her?" she asked.
"I thought I'd tell you guys," she said slowly so she wouldn't lose herself again, "Because we're all still friends..." Carefully, as if not to scare her, Miley held her to help ease her pain.
The five of us actually used to be really close. Looking back at those days I smiled a little, but that soon disappeared as I thought of Mitchie collapsed.
Miley was so composed. How did she do it?
A few days later
During break I managed to locate Lily. It was a pretty easy task since she doesn't really walk around all that much, and usually stays in the same general area.
"Hey Lils." I greeted, trying to sound as friendly as possible, even using the old nickname, as I took a seat beside her at the table outside of the main building.
She mustered up a smile, but it was clearly weak. "Hey Kayla." she replied. I was silent for a little, trying to figure out how to bring Mitchie up. "I know what you're thinking." sighed Lily, "I'm not sure how she is... I went to see her this morning before school, but her mom said that she was still sleeping, and that I should hurry over before I was late..."
"Oh..."
"Yeah." she breathed.
Lily's been this way ever since, but then again who could blame her? Some people think that she's regretting going with Oliver and not Mitchie, others think that she planned to confess to her but chickened out in the end; then that happened. Those are all just rumors though. What do they know?
"Where's Miley?"
"What?" My bad. I've been thinking so much I almost forgot she was right there. "Sorry, um..." Looking around I realize, "I haven't seen her since this morning. Why?"
"I was just wondering." Then she added, "You two are usually together, so I was just wondering..." Biting her lip, she looked up and said to me, "Hey... Make sure you don't let any stupid argument or secrets separate you two, okay?"
I felt like she was asking this of herself more than me. I could have pressed for a confession, but I decided she's going through enough.
"Of course not." I replied. Sliding over, I put hugged her from the side, "Let's go see her after school, alright? She should be awake by then."
Shaking her head, she said hopelessly, "Kayla I don't know..."
"Come on!" I coaxed, trying to raise her spirit a bit, "You, me, and Miley can drive over and see her to see how she is. Oliver can come too if he's not too busy with his own friends. Whaddya say? Yes?" I gave her a little shake in the midst of the hug.
Laughing a little, she nodded, "Okay Kayla. You, me, Miley, and Oliver at lunch."
School took forever to end. We met up at the front of the school; I told Miley our after-school plans at the lunch while Lily told Oliver.
The drive to Mitchie's was the same fifteen minutes or so as it's always been, but it looked like an eternity to Lily. You could see the worry on her face without having to look deep at all, even with Oliver there for her. That said a lot. Usually he could liven up her face and make it glow just by being there, but even with him holding her hand and letting her lean into his shoulder in the backseat she looked so old and weary... I wonder if she's gotten enough sleep lately... Probably not.
"Man..." said Oliver when Lily rushed out of the car and basically ran to Mitchie's door.
Miley was leaning against the car, watching Lily carefully. I was paying more attention to Oliver though. "What is it?" I feel like the universes ultimate helper.
Quit your sobbing, don't you sigh! The Universal Helper will come on by!
… What's wrong with me?
Oliver, with his arms crossed, watched Lily pace at the door like a lost puppy. "I know... how she feels about Mitchie." he said uncertainly, "And don't get me wrong! I never held it against either of them. I love Lily either way, and Mitchie's still a great friend of mine just..."
"You feel cheated?"
"Miley!" I scolded for being so blunt.
She raised a brow at me.
OhMyGasm... Looking at Miley now... I mean... This isn't the best time to be checking her out, but something about her is shining right now. Her eyes have a lively sparkle to them. Her hair's shine is stunning. Even the space around her seems to be glowing.
She smiled at me, "I'm just asking."
Her teeth are even whiter than before. Is she using new toothpaste? Maybe white strips... I'll have to ask. NO! Stop. No. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Focus Mikayla. Friends. Hurt. Sad. Right!
"Oliver?" I asked after chilling my mental state down.
He shook his head. "Yeah, sure." His voice was so uneasy when he said that, but either way he stood tall and walked over to Lily. Seeing her fret like this must be hurting him too...
It was a good five minutes before someone opened the door. It was Mitchie's mom. Her eyes were glossy and red; you can tell she's been crying. Saying each of our names, she asked while wiping her eyes, "What are you all doing here?"
Miley then explained, "We were hoping to see Mitchie since school's over." The corners of her lips turned up softly, making a gentle smile, "May we?"
She nodded as she stepped aside, "Of course... since you're all here already... I'm sure she'll be happy to see her friends."
"Thank you." said Oliver on Lily's behalf as she hurried in and up the stairs to Mitchie's room.
It wasn't hard to find Mitchie's room. Not like we haven't been there before, but the fact that Lily left the door open when she rushed in made it even easier.
Lily was sitting on the floor next the her bed. Mitchie's eyes were opened, but she was focused on Lily, who was speaking to her quietly as if not to scare her. Mitchie would nod every now and then, she even smiled as best she could.
After a little bit of one-on-one talking Lily motioned for us to go over. Miley and I stood off to her side while Oliver crouched behind Lily. Despite all that's been going on, Oliver smiled at Mitchie sympathetically.
I never did hear him say a single bad thing about either of them, thinking of it now.
We all stayed there talking for about an hour and a half more or less. After that we decided to take our leave so she could rest more. Oliver escorted Lily out first. All of us knew that she wanted to leave before she broke down in tears in front of her.
"I'm going to use the bathroom real quick." said Miley, "I'll meet you at the car."
I nodded as she left and then looked at Mitchie. "Don't worry Mitch... just rest and get better, okay?"
She nodded, smiling at me tiredly. "Try to make sure Lily doesn't drown in her tears..." she said jokingly.
"Will do." I took her hand and squeezed it a little. Thinking back, I never really was all that close with her even though we always hung out together. I kind of feel like I've missed out now.
I walked out of the room, shutting the door all the way. By the time I reached the front door, I remembered that I left my phone on her floor. I took it out of my pocket because it was bothering me.
With a sigh I turned around and crept up the stairs quietly, not wanting to disturb Mrs. Torres or Mitchie. I continued to move in a stealthy manner up until I reached the door.
Wait a second, I thought I closed this all the way? The door was cracked just a bit, but why? Just to make sure I wasn't disturbing anything, I peeked into the crack.
I felt by jaw drop and heart crack quite a bit.
Miley... Was she... What is... How... Why is she kissing Mitchie..? I can't breathe.
Covering my mouth to keep from making a noise, I quietly (as quietly as I could at least) hurried back down the stairs and outside.
Oliver and Lily were against the car, waiting for Miley to open it. Lily was crying in Oliver's shoulder while he held her comfortingly. He really is a good guy.
I sat on the concrete sidewalk in the fetal position hugging my legs and letting my head rest on my knees. The sound of a door closing was heard, followed by footsteps.
"Hey, you forgot this." said Miley holding out my phone to me.
I looked up at her, swallowing the pain that was lodged in my throat. "Where was this?" I asked, trying to act like I didn't know anything.
Retracting her hand once I had hold of it, she answered, "In Mitch's room. I went to say bye and saw it there."
There was no more questioning. How could I question something like that? Someone like that?
The drive back to school to drop Oliver and Lily off at their car seemed to be even longer. For me at least. Once those two left and it was just Miley and me.
"Wanna go anywhere?" she asked.
I shook my head, keeping my attention towards the passenger-side window. "No. Can you drop me off at my house?" I asked. Right now, I really don't want to be around her. I don't want to look at her either, because then that will change my mind about the first thing.
Miley didn't say anything to me after that. I don't even remember when I got home, or anything else. It just... happened.
Around ten maybe, I got a phone call. The light to my phone was bright, and my eyes were heavy. When did I fall asleep? I'm so tired... "Hello?" I yawned into the phone.
On the other side of the line I just heard uncontrollable sobbing. "Mitchie..." That was Lily's voice.
"No, this is Mikayla." I corrected, "Calm down... Mitchie won't want-"
"Mitchie died." she cried. "She's gone... dead... I..." her words were lost in a violent storm of tears.
I heard someone say something, but I couldn't hear what it was.
"Mikayla?" This time it was Oliver. His voice sounded raspy and worn out. He sniffled.
"O...Oliver, Lily..." I couldn't... find any words. I've had really old relatives die... but a... friend? Never.
"Yeah..." I could hear Lily crying in the background. He probably rushed over as soon as she called. "She's... really gone." his voice cracked halfway. "Mrs. Torres called Lily with the news a while ago while using Mitchie's phone... saying she... thought Lily needed to know..."
"M...iley..." I tried not to let myself cry; it was too late. "Does... she know?"
Oliver took a breather. "Yeah... When Lily called you, I called her.."
"A-And?"
"She just hung up..."
I could feel my mind going blank. What am I supposed to think? My body is numb... I wasn't even close with her... Are these feelings the ripples of Deaths Wave washing over me?
"Mitchie..."
Present Day...
Lily's voice crying for her was the last thing I remember hearing that night. It was... heartbreaking. Miley wasn't seen for a few days after that. I wish I could turn time back five months ago and freeze it there... No... I wish I could turn it back to the time the five of us were a group. That way I could befriend Mitchie. So I could do things differently in school. With family. Do things differently with Miley.
The floor beneath me was so cold. It made a mid-December blizzard in the arctic feel like a desert. Actually, I can't tell if it's the floor that's cold, or just me.
"Miley..." my voice croaked, "Please open your eyes..." My face was hot with tears, I couldn't breathe again. This is the kind of breathless that makes your heart stop in a bad way, "Please... Miley... Come back to me..."