I have seen Mickey mad before. It's scary, but this was scarier. He was beyond hurt. He wouldnt even look at me. I have been trying for the past week and all he does is stand there and look at the ground. I couldnt take it anymore, I had to talk to him. Here is to the five thousandth time.
"Mick…" I didnt even know what to say. He was standing in line for food. He didnt even turn around. "Come on, just talk to me." He turned around and stared me straight in the eyes. They were red and swollen, like he had been crying for the past week.
"What do you want Ian?" He sounded defeated, so sad I couldnt take it. I hate it when he calls me by my name, it usually means he's mad.
"I-I-just wanted to say im sorry…"I mumbled lamely. He nodded and turned bakc around. "Mickey talk to me!" I yelled a little too loudly. He grabbed my arm and led me to my bunk. He had moved bunks the night he found out about me and Josh.
"What do you want from me? You want me to ignore the fact that you fucked some guy? You complain I dont care enough but now that I care you complain? Just leave me alone and keep your fucking voice down." He walked back to the line without looking back.
Back to not eating. I layed down on my bunk and tried not to cry, god I hate crying. Especially in public.
"Gallagher, follow me to my office" Officer Jones, the dick Mickey punched demanded me. I got up and followed, looking back to see Mickey watching me, then pretend not to. "I have things to do so im going to make this fast, we are running out of room and your getting out of here. You have a shitload of community service and you cant go into the Army, but your out. Tomorrow your family will come to pick up you up, ive already called them. Now get out." He closed the door behind me. He has hated me ever since Mickey punched him. As I walked back I started to panic, im leaving and Mickeys not. I looked around for him and he was sitting on my bed. When he saw me he stood up and walked over to me.
"What did he want?" He asked seriosuly.
"Im getting out. Tomorrow." I couldnt look at him.
"Oh. Well, good." He started to walk away.
"Mick stop, go talk to Officer Jones and ask him if you can get out. Tell him you'll do community service or something. Apologize and smile a lot. There is an overcrowding he will want to get rid of the guy that punched him!" I dont care if it was pointless, he had to try. He turned around and gave me a sad smile.
"Not gonna work Gallagher. Enjoy being out of here. Maybe you can meet up with Josh." He looked me up and down once, then walked away. No, I couldnt go back without him. I walked back to Officer Jones's office and knocked, this oughta be good.
"Come in" he yelled. I walked in and he breathed heavily. "What do you want Gallagher?" I sat down and told him what I had told Mickey. There was an overcrowding, he wouldnt have to see Mickey, Mick could have as many hours of community service as possible, and he would apologize. Officer Jones sat there for a long time then leaned forward with his elbows on his desk.
"Let me guess, your gay, he's gay, and you two are madly in love. You left because of him, he caught you, then punched me so you could be together. Now that your leaving you want him to go with you?" Shit, he was good. I nodded embarrassed. He looked at me with a straight face. Then he took out his wallet and showed me a picture, him with another man and a little blonde girl. "My husband and daughter. Your lucky ima hopeless romantic. He can leave tomorrow and you can do community service together. Get outa here Gallagher" he smiled at me. Holy shit did that just happen? I walked back smiling, thinking of my house, my family, Mandy, and Mickey. Everything could be perfect. Walking into the room I looked around for Mickey. He was laying on his bed and I walked up to him.
"Your leaving tomorrow" I said and walked away without looking back. I will make this work.
