Mikey

After she left the garage I went on full freak-out mode. She dreamt that she kissed me! That's the only dream I've had for nights ever since she came to this house. Does this mean she likes me? No way, of course not, she's too pretty and too perfect to ruin her life with a dirt bag like me. But sometimes, and call me selfish, I wish she did.

"Whoa, what happened?" Frank said, coming into the garage "I saw Bonnie leaving this place with a frown on her face,"

"Wait, a frown? Why a frown?"

"I don't know, you tell me. What happened?"

"It's something private," I tried to push him away; Bonnie probably didn't want anyone knowing about her dream. But man, did I want the whole world to know it.

"C'mon, Mikey, did you finally kiss her?"

"What do you think?"

"Well, I think you kissed her because she was mad," he chuckled

I smacked him beside the head and went back to stashing the beer.

"Ow! Mikey, for spaghetti, you hit hard,"

"Thanks man, that means so much,"

"Are you gonna tell me what happened now?"

"No,"

He groaned and left the garage. I started thinking "Why would she be mad?" Did I insult her? Did I say something wrong? Maybe she was mad about something else, that was probably it, or probably not.

Now mad at myself, I finished with the beer and went to Bonnie's room. I slowly knocked on her door to hear "Yes,"

"Bonnie, it's Michael, can I come in?"

"Why?"

I sighed; she never makes things easy "I wanted to apologize,"

"For what?"

"I don't know, but Frank told me you were mad after you left the garage, so I thought I did something wrong,"

She then opened the door and I saw her in her pajamas "You did nothing wrong, Kobra,"

"I didn't?"

"No,"

"Um, okay, then why are you mad?"

"It's complicated," she looked at her feet that were now in pink socks

"I've got time,"

"Sorry Kobra, but this are internal dilemmas I have to fix myself,"

"Why won't you call me Michael?"

"It's complicated," and with that she closed her door leaving me madder at myself than before. I did do something wrong because she won't call me Michael and she's going to sleep early and she didn't even smile once. What did I do? I think I'm gonna start hitting my head against walls.

I went to my room, jumped on the bed and close my eyes after taking my sunglasses off again. Wait, was it the sunglasses that bothered Bonnie? Oh man, maybe it is. But why? They're just sunglasses; I hate the sun so I put them on. Man, was it because I'm so quiet? No, she likes that, I mean, she talks a lot, not that I mind. Was it something I said? Something I did? I wish I could remember the little things…oh shit, hold on a minute!

"Did she want me to kiss her?" I whispered out loud but I couldn't believe myself.

"Probably," I heard a familiar voice say and I jumped.

"What?"

"Why are you so stupid at times, Mikey?" Gerard said

"Um,"

"Mikey, I don't really know if she wants you to kiss her, but dammit make a move before someone else does,"

"No way, Gerard, why would I risk our friendship?"

"It's already having its problems, might as well risk something,"

"Gerard, it's not as easy as you think, I'm in love with her," I groaned, Gerard was always right but this time I wish he was dead wrong and I'll just live the rest of my life loving her from a distance.

"I'll leave you alone now, but every word I said was true,"

He left the room, once again abandoned to my thoughts, and my thoughts were never good.

Dammit, Mikey, it's time to get your head out of your ass and do something. Gerard was right, if I don't make a move, someone else will. I got up from my bed and went straight to Bonnie's room. I knocked on her door and she opened.

"What's wrong?"

I got tongue tied, things are easier said than done, especially when the girl is fully clothed, and her pajamas did not consist of short shorts and a tank top.

"I, um…"

"Yes?" I noticed she was still mad. Was this he venomous side? 'Cause I was sure terrified of it.

"Bonnie, I…"

"Did you come to say sorry again?"

"No, um…"

"Kobra, what is it?"

"I…"

"You what?" she asked crossing her arms.

"I….need you to come help me with some beer,"

"Okay then," she said slowly, a bit confused.

She followed me to the garage and my heart sank, I couldn't speak, I had no courage. She was too perfect for me, it would be impossible for her to ever like someone like me, much less love.

"Well?" she said, a bit impatient.

I told her to wait there and went to the fridge to get two, now cold, beers. Damn, I love that fridge, best thing we ever stole.

"I thought you need help, like moving it,"

"No, um, I never needed help, I…actually wanted to tell you something,"

I sighed "Bonnie, I l-"

"BUNNY!" I heard Power Penny.

"Sorry, Kobra, gotta go, tell me later, Power Penny probably needs help with something."

"Sure, go ahead," I said as she left. I turned around to hit my head against my car.

"Fuck my life," I whispered

Maybe tomorrow…when I grow balls.

Bonnie

Jenny saved me hard from talking with Michael, the only reason I went with him to the garage was to be nice. Poor guy thought I was mad with him, and in a way I was, but I shouldn't take the anger I have with myself on him.

"What is it, Jen?"

"Can Fun Ghoul sleep here with me tonight?"

"As long as no sex goes down on bed, I don't give a fuck,"

"Thanks man," she said patting my back.

"But let me change into my usual clothes, I don't want to walk around the house in this pajamas,"

I changed into my black skirt, black ripped leggings, orange boots, blue shirt, and orange jacket. I'll probably stay up all night, I need no "beauty sleep". Fuck beauty sleep, I've always hated that term, and fuck beauty, I want to be ugly.

I sat down on the empty sofa in the empty living room, if you could even call it that. I was so angry with myself, I wanted to even self-harm again, but I couldn't…I think I would feel even worse, and I know that won't fix anything. I got up from the sofa and went outside to see the beautiful full moon and the dark blue sky filled with stars I never saw in the city of Phoenix. I started walking nowhere, I couldn't even think straight. I just kept walking, and walking, just thinking about…Michael.

And that's when I realized I was in love.

Fuck me! I can't believe how mushy I'm becoming. I slapped myself and I felt that terrible pain, but at least it distracted me a bit. Wait, was I even mad at myself? Was I even mad? Of course not, I'm in love, I just couldn't admit it.

But now I just felt sad, I wanted to cry. I wanted to hug Michael and cry for hours, for being so mean to him, and I wanted him to hold me in his arms forever. He wanted to tell me something, he'll tell me tomorrow, because if I go to him now, I'll probably start crying like an idiot. Soon enough, I shed a tear and I felt like slapping myself again for being en emotional wreck but I heard a sound and I went on Killjoy mode.

"Who's there?"

Silence.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" Dammit, I forgot my ray-gun; I guess I'll have to deal with them by hand.

And like the speed of light, I had a Draculoid with his arm around my neck, I couldn't breathe. Then two other Draculoids appeared, guns pointed at me.

"Well, well, if it isn't Bunny Venom? Also known as Bonnie Hart, am I correct?" said the evil Korse, appearing in front of me. I tried to escape the Draculoid's arm, but it led nowhere.

"Oh child, don't try to escape, trust me, you won't go nowhere. Let's go," he said and the Draculoids led me to his car. I felt like a criminal being shoved into the cop car, and I was a criminal. But Korse never came out of his cave, at least that was what I was told. Was I expected?

Dammit, I'm going to die.

They put a bandana on my mouth when I started to scream and tied my hands, I felt powerless, I was going to die and I couldn't do anything about it.

"You won't get away with this, Korse," I said, muffled by the bandana.

"Trust me, little girl, I will,"