More flashbacks! I'm having so much fun with these! That's why I'm thinking of writing a prequel about Kaylee and Mello. I want to thank my friend LexRB for getting me off of my writers block and filling me with ideas! That's all; Read and Review please! :) ~CaitCait12
Lets go ahead a few months. You could now say we were together and I had got myself back on track. I had passed my first year of university, barley but I still passed. Now I was enrolled in the film and acting class. I remember banging on Michael's apartment door and when he opened it I leaped onto him. He caught me and then fell back onto the sofa.
"I passed! I passed!" I said shoving the papers in his face.
"Look at that I knew you could do it!" He smiled. I grabbed his face and kissed him. I looked into his green eyes and he cupped my face in his hands.
"Now you have to keep your end of the deal." I said with a twinkle in my eyes.
"Fine. A deals a deal."
"The scar," I said as I reached up to touch it, "How'd you get it?"
"That comes with a whole other story."
"You promised." I begged.
"I know. Secrets are demons Kaylee and that's why I'll tell you everything." And he did. He told me about the Kira case, about L, Near and Matt, about the mafia and about the scar.
"So you blew up the building you were in!" I said, the astonishment showing on my face. He nodded. "You could've died!" He nodded again. "Does it still hurt?"
"Nah, not really?" He answers as I reach up to tough it again.
"You're amazing." I sighed.
"So are you." He said. I blushed and he pulled me in for a kiss. At this point I was pretty much sitting on him but I didn't care. I then ran my hands through his hair and kissed him harder.
In this particular flashback I remember getting off an angry phone call with my mom. Mihael always seemed to understand.
"How could she do this!?" I screamed.
"What's wrong?" He asked calmly.
"I hate her! I really hate her Mihael!"
"Calm down and take a breath." I did. "What happened?"
"She kicked me out. She said I'm not welcome back, ever." I said biting back tears.
"Who?" He asked.
"My mother! My own mother!" I began to sob.
"It's alright, it's all going to be alright." He said as he wrapped me into a big hug.
"How could she do this to me? It's bad enough that she replaced dad with Scott but now this. She's my mother, she's supposed to be there for me, she's supposed to be understanding and forgiving! She's my mother." I cried into his chest.
"Hey, hey. I won't be able to understand but I'll be here."
"Sometimes I wish I didn't have any parents."
He pulled apart and said, "No you don't. Kaylee listen to me. You should be glad you have parents. You had a childhood, I didn't. You should be glad you have parents, be glad you have a family." He looked so sincere that I wanted to cry even more.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, I'm just not thinking straight. I'm so sorry Mihael. I'm so stupid, I just forgot." I started rambling.
"It's ok." He held my chin up so I was looking at him. "What can I do to make you feel better?"
"Well I'm ok with this." I said as I hugged him tighter.
"Could we at least move it to the couch?"
"Sure." I smiled. He sat on the couch and I curled up next to him.
I mostly stayed at his place. My place wasn't very nice and his was a lot better.
"Hey do you believe in god?" I asked as I played with his cross chain. I was stretched out over the couch with my head on his lap.
"Nah not really." He replied.
"Why do you wear this chain everywhere then?"
"I did believe at one time. Then it got to the point where god never seemed to be there for me, it was like I was abandoned. I still wear for sentimental purposes and luck." He smirked.
"For luck." I smiled and he smiled back. I then squirmed my body upwards and grabbed the bar of chocolate he was eating and took a bite.
"You're lucky. I won't slap you, at least not this time. Now give it back."
"You won't cause you love me." I said playfully as I jumped up and ran down the hall with the chocolate. He followed me and pinned me against the wall.
"You be careful now." He said playfully, "Give me the chocolate and no one gets hurt.""What if I don't?" I grinned and took another bite. He raised an eyebrow and I threw the chocolate down the hall and attempted to duck under his arm. He caught me and picked me up and carried me into his room.
"You're not going anywhere." He bit his lip as he threw me down onto the bed. I felt his knee sink into the mattress as he leaned in to kiss me. I grabbed his back and pulled him closer to me. "Kaylee I do love you." He said before he leaned so close into me that our skin was touching.
"Prove it." I challenged as I put my hands under his shirt….
Every good thing comes to end. That's what they say anyway. I knew all along that Mihael had had feelings for his friend Matt. I understood that and I was ok with it. I just never thought that those feeling would be the end of our relationship. Let's just say the actual breakup is fuzzy. I may not remember it all but I do remember the drinking and downhill spiral that it caused. I remember certain lines, excuses and actions. These memories sometimes overcrowd the good ones. Why do the bad memories stick with us longer than the good ones? I remember the therapy and the rehab. I remember picking myself and getting on a new track. I changed my name after my mother and I had stopped speaking. I really thought that we could make it work but we couldn't. The rest is where I am now. I've picked myself up and made myself a new life. Now Mihael is back and I don't know what to think….
I'm jolted out of my dream. I sit up while breathing heavily. I need to do something about this.