Author's Note: I don't own Grease nor Grease 2 or any of the characters. I only own the plot to the story and a few characters, which are my own.
Summary: Grease 2 One Shot. Who was Michael Carrington? What was his past before he came to live in America? There was more to him that met the eye. A boy no a man whom had lost both his parents. One to an incurable disease and the other that was a gutless bastard. A boy whom had to become a man at just fourteen and raise his two sisters.
I remember the day quite clearly when my mum had been become sick and later diagnosed with Advanced Stage of Leukaemia. It had only been a few weeks if not a month after my well or bastard of a father had walked out on us.
He ran off with a woman that was five or six years older than me. For the three years after she had been diagnosed with the most Advanced Stage of Leukaemia. We had struggled to put food on the table, pay the every day's bills plus the medical bills.
I had comprehended dropping out of school and getting a full time job to help pay the bills and look after my two younger siblings or rather sisters Jessica and Rebecca. My Aunt Edna and Uncle Jack had tried to help as well.
After my or rather our mum had died. I had a funeral to plan as well as managed the everyday stuff I had being doing before our mother had died. Our mum had died maybe six weeks before school started back for the year.
After dealing with the funeral, the reading of her will and selling and packing up the house in England. It had five weeks since she had died and a month since we had buried her when we arrived in America to live with my Aunt Edna and Uncle Jack.
They were the only family I had left or rather have left apart from my two cousins Sandy and her younger brother Will. Apart from my bastard of a fucking father. He more of a sperm donor then an actually father.
Even before he had left and mum dying. Things among the family had never been good. He was always growling at us about something. He was abusive towards our mother both physical and emotionally/verbally as well as being an alcoholic.
I had hit him a fair few times when he dared tried to raise a hand to Jessica and Rebecca. Our mum had tried to shield us from most of his anger and abuse when he tried to take out on my younger sisters.
It had not surprised me the slightest when he had walked out on us. It had seemed that the years of physical and emotionally/verbally abuse at the hands of our father had also killed our mother other than the Leukaemia.
Since coming to America or rather Rydell. My life had changed for the better. I was putting my past behind me. I know had the woman I loved. But there was so much about me or rather my past neither Stephanie nor any of my now friends knew about.
I knew it was late. The Lulu had ended maybe about an hour ago I had stuck around the help clean up before I was told go home maybe half an hour ago. I tiredly unlocked the door to the Fall Out Shelter that was my room. I dropped my keys, helmet, goggles and now T-Birds leather jacket on my desk. After I had changed for bed. I fell asleep as soon as my head had hit the pillow.
Edna Olsen glanced up when her two nieces entered the kitchen. Both of them had gone through a lot at such a young age. Dealing with an abusive and alcoholic father and losing their mother to incurable disease.
Jessica had been eleven and Rebecca was nine when their mother her sister Evelyn had died of incurable disease. Both of them where incredibly lucky to have such a loving and protective older brother as Michael.
He had taken on such a big responsibly on his shoulders when Evelyn had become sick. With looking after his sisters and sick mother he had not once complained.
Edna could not fathom how he had done it. He was nothing like his good for nothing father Sam. Sam had not been Evelyn's first choice of husband. Her first and only love Thomas 'Tommy' Royston Ryan had been her one and only.
Tommy had enlisted into the AIF (Australia Imperial Force) when war had declared on Germany in September of 1939. A few years later in January of 1943 during the Battle of Wau Tommy was reported MIA presumed KIA.
Evelyn was turning twenty one only a week later. She had been seventeen when Tommy had enlisted in September of 1939. Tommy was two years older than her. Evelyn had been in London visiting their Aunt Helena and Uncle Frederick when they had received the news about Tommy.
That had been where she had met the charming and handsome Samuel Michael Carrington. They had been married within in a month or two of meeting. The courtship had been short maybe two week and then the engagement was about the same amount of time.
Ten and half months later. Michael Thomas-Samuel Carrington had been born on January the 13th.
"Aunt Edna. Is Michael awake yet" Rebecca the youngest of her niece's asked. Edna turned to look at her youngest niece who was the spitting image of Evelyn when she had been Rebecca's age.
"No. I don't believe he is. Perhaps you and Jessie should go and wake him up "Edna suggested as she stirred the contents of the pot in front of her.
I heard the door to my room open and close. I knew it was my younger sisters. They were whispering in a hushed tone. I waited for them to pounce or rather for them to slip up.
They were just about jump on me. When I opened my eyes and sat up. I grab them both by the waist and started to tickle them relentlessly.
"Do you surrender" I asked as I continued to tickle my younger sisters.
"No" Jessie managed to croak out before I continued to tickle them both.
"No. Michael. Stop it. We Surrender" Rebecca managed to say between her giggling and Jessie's rage of laughter.
"Alright you two out. I've got to get dressed" I said shooing them both out of my room so I could get dressed. I walked into kitchen maybe ten minutes later.
"Morning Aunt Edna" I said kissing her on the cheek and went to sit down at the kitchen table.
"How was the senior year celebration's yesterday" Uncle Jack asked as he turned the page of his paper.
"It was good" I said as memories of last night came to my mind. One particular or several particular moments that came to mind.
"It most of been from the distance and loving expression look on your face. So who is this girl your love sick over" My Uncle asked as he looked up briefly from his paper.
"What make you think I love sick over someone" I said not quite ready to tell my Aunt and Uncle about Stephanie who was now my girlfriend as of last night.
"Your facial expression is more than enough to give you away "Aunt Edna said observantly.
"Ok. There is a girl. More like a girlfriend in fact." I said grabbing a piece or two of bacon and ham from the serving plate on the table.
Three Hours Later.
After being dragged around by my younger sisters doing various things. We ended up at the same dinner I had gone to with Stephanie just over a week and half ago. I took a sip of my own drink and glanced behind me out the window at the parking lot. Something caught my attention.
"You two buy something for your selves. I'm going outside for a little while" I said handing Jessie a five dollar bill from my wallet. I got off the stool and pulled on my T-Birds Jacket and walked towards the door.
Rebecca and Jessica or Jessie as she liked to be called they watched as their older brother walked outside of the dinner. They glanced through the window to the parking lot.
Jessie watched her older brother as he began to talk with a group of girls that where about his age. Neither Jessie nor Rebecca could hear what he was saying to the group of girls.
The two girls said nothing as their older brother walked back into the dinner with the group of girls he had been talking with in the parking lot.
"Come on you two. I'll see you guys tomorrow" Jessie heard her older brother say to the group of girls before they left the dinner.
We pilled into my truck I had bought off Danny yesterday. Though my Aunt Edna and Uncle Jack had told me that I didn't need to help pay the bills. Danny had gotten me a job working for his dad Joe.
We pulled up into the driveway at about eleven thirty. Jessie and Rebecca got out of the truck. I got out also and locked it up. Jessie and Rebecca walked off to the house while I walked off to my own room.
Three Hours Later.
I started at the unopened letter that my Aunt Edna had given to me. It had been written by my mother before she had died almost a year ago. I opened the letter and began to read.
Dear Michael.
I know my time on this earth is coming to a close. I have lived a good life. I know your father may have done things to hurt us. But please find it in your heart to forgive him. Before the war. He was never like that towards me and us abusive or an alcoholic. But the war changed him.
Your father was not the love of my life. The man whom was the love my life was taken from me. In my own way I did you love your father but not the way I loved Tommy. I know you will take good care of your two sisters.
I could not be more proud as I am now my darling boy. Try to lead a good and humble life. And if you are lucky enough to find that one person for you. Please treat them with love and respect.
Remember me for what I am and not what I was. Tell my future grandchildren that I will be with them always. Though I'm not going to be around to see you and your sisters get married and have children. But I will be forever witching over you from heaven. I may not be with in a physical sense but I will be with you in your heart.
I did not just leave you this letter. But something else I hope you give to a woman whom you love with your whole heart and who feels the same way about you. I have left letters for Rebecca and Jessie to be given when they are older by your Aunt.
Love your mother Evelyn Carrington.
I closed the letter as tears started to fill my eyes. Greif and pain I had buried when my mother had died. Grief I had put aside to help my sisters while they grieved the death of our mother.
"Michael may I come in" I heard my Aunt say from the other side of the door.
"Yea" I said folding the letter back up. I wiped away the tears with the back of my shirt sleeve as my Aunt entered my room.
"Are you alright Michael" Aunt Edna asked as I placed the folded letter on my desk.
"Yea. It's just a lot of grief and pain I thought I put behind me has come back from reading that letter. Aunt Edna do you think she'd be proud of the man I've become or becoming" I asked.
"There's no doubt that she would be proud of you Michael "My Aunt said. I nodded and glanced once more at the folded letter.