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Chapter Seven:
"Hey." Sam said shyly.
"Hey." Mikey returned, he stepped aside and let her in.
Sam looked around, the place was destroyed. There was glass everywhere, there was even a broken window. When Sam turned around she noticed Mikey had cuts on his face and was sporting a fresh, deep blue bruise.
"Oh my God, what happened?" Sam asked walking over to him and touching it.
"You really don't wanna know," he said backing away from her. "What happened to you?" he asked also noticing her bruise.
"I got kicked in the face earlier, it's no big deal."
"Kicked? By who?"
"Michelle and I were swinging, and she accidentally kicked my face."
Mikey and Sam stood there, neither one knowing what to say. Sam finally broke the silence.
"You really should clean that." she said referring to his shiner.
"Yeah, but it hurts." he said putting his hand over it.
"I'll clean it up for you, if you'd like."
Sam couldn't believe she'd said that, that was the stupidest thing she could've said.
"You wouldn't mind?" Mikey asked.
"Not at all, lead the way."
Mikey lead her to the bathroom, she had him sit on the toilet. He told her where everything was, she brought it all to the sink.
"Alright, this is going to hurt." she said putting peroxide on the cut on his forehead.
"Holy shit, that does hurt." Mikey grunted.
"Well, I warned you." Sam said chuckling.
"It's not funny."
"I warned you."
"Well, it's still not funny."
"And you think, getting kicked in the face is funny?"
Mikey got really serious then he leaned over and kissed her, as soon as his mouth touched hers they both pulled away. They where in the bathroom for about 10 minutes, when Moe knocked on the door.
"Door's open." Mikey called.
Moe opened the door and jumped, he didn't know Sam was there. After he jumped he started laughing.
"What are you two doing?"
"I'm trying to clean this baby's cuts, he just wont sit still." Sam grunted.
"If he doesn't stop just knock him out, it always works for me."
Sam turned around to say something, but noticed that his lip was cut.
"You really should clean that up." she turned back to Mikey.
"I know, it just really hurts right now."
"You're brother said the same damn thing, get over yourself." she said rolling her eyes.
"I don't like causing myself pain."
"Why don't you let her clean it up Moe, she's really good at causing pain." Mikey said playfully glaring at her.
"Yeah, I don't mind." Sam said not turning away from Mikey.
"Naw, I'll clean it up myself." he said grabbing some peroxide and putting it on a cotton ball.
"Alright, but don't say I never offered."
"Are you almost done?" Mikey moaned.
Sam grabbed a band-aid and put it on his forehead, then she stepped back.
"All done, better?"
"Not really, it still hurts." Mikey said putting his hand over it.
"Don't you people have a mother?"
"She's sleeping, I'm going to have to take her to the hospital tomorrow. She really didn't feel like going tonight, I personally don't blame her." Moe said still trying to put the cotton ball on his lip.
Sam looked at him, she watched him try 7 times. She grabbed it from his hand and put it on his lip, he screamed.
"Moe, it's not that bad." Mikey said.
Sam pulled back the cotton ball, then handed it to him.
"Easy for you to say, you're done." Moe said putting his hand on his lip.
"Don't touch it, it'll get infected." Sam said slapping his hand.
"Thank you mother."
Mikey just sat there thinking about their kiss, he really enjoyed it. He wanted to kiss her again, but didn't want her to get mad.
"Earth to Mikey." Sam said waving her hand in front of his face.
"What?"
"I just asked you if you'd like to walk me home, but I think you need sleep."
"Naw, I'll walk you home. I don't mind."
Moe could tell his brother liked her, hell if he was 3 years younger he would. He was going to find a way to get them together, it had to work.
"Alright, later Moe." Sam said leaving the bathroom.
"Yeah, later."
Sam got outside and closed her eyes, the cool wind felt good on her face. When she opened her eyes Mikey was staring at her.
"What?" she asked honestly confused.
"I was just thinking how pretty you look."
"Yeah but I have this huge bruise."
"I don't think that matters much, you're still pretty."
They started walking back to Sam's house, neither one actually wanting to go back. Sam because she thought her mother was up, and Mikey just because Sam wouldn't be with him.
"So, you going to school today?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, I guess so." Mikey shrugged.
"Who was that man?"
"That was my father."
"Mikey why didn't you tell me how bad he'd get? You could've stayed at my house."
"I don't know, I guess I always thought he'd change."
They got to Sam's house and sat on the front step, no one was awake at her house.
"I always used to think my dad was coming back, maybe he'd be better then my mother."
"Sam, what do you think of us going out again?"
"Mikey we've talked about this, it just didn't work."
"It didn't work cause I was smoking pot, I've stopped that."
"What about Katinka?" Sam asked looking down.
"God Sam, you didn't really think we were going out did you?"
"I saw you leave the theater together, that suggests a date."
"I went to see a movie with some girl from school, Katinka was just there."
"I saw you kissing."
"She forced that on me, you have to understand that."
"I don't know who to trust anymore, everyone seems to turn on me." Sam felt that she was going to cry, she just wanted to go inside.
"Well I'm not turning on you, Sam I think I'm in love with you."
Sam looked up at him, had he really said that? Was she thinking that? Did he mean to say it? Was it a slip? So many questions for a simple statement.
"Mikey, we've only gone out once. We've only known each other for 5 days, it's not love." As soon as she said that she felt bad, it sounded harsh.
"I know, but I've never felt this way before."
"It's just a crush, it'll go away."
"Are you trying to say you don't love me?"
"Mikey you're my friend, of course I love you."
"Well if you're not sure yet, I can wait. Sam I've never felt this way before."
Mikey leaned over and kissed her, Sam didn't resist. She didn't know why, it just felt right. When they pulled away, Mikey got up and left. Leaving Sam sitting there, thinking.
Sam got up and went into her house, she sat in her room for 2 hours. Then she had to get to school, this day was already off to an interesting start.
Chapter Seven:
"Hey." Sam said shyly.
"Hey." Mikey returned, he stepped aside and let her in.
Sam looked around, the place was destroyed. There was glass everywhere, there was even a broken window. When Sam turned around she noticed Mikey had cuts on his face and was sporting a fresh, deep blue bruise.
"Oh my God, what happened?" Sam asked walking over to him and touching it.
"You really don't wanna know," he said backing away from her. "What happened to you?" he asked also noticing her bruise.
"I got kicked in the face earlier, it's no big deal."
"Kicked? By who?"
"Michelle and I were swinging, and she accidentally kicked my face."
Mikey and Sam stood there, neither one knowing what to say. Sam finally broke the silence.
"You really should clean that." she said referring to his shiner.
"Yeah, but it hurts." he said putting his hand over it.
"I'll clean it up for you, if you'd like."
Sam couldn't believe she'd said that, that was the stupidest thing she could've said.
"You wouldn't mind?" Mikey asked.
"Not at all, lead the way."
Mikey lead her to the bathroom, she had him sit on the toilet. He told her where everything was, she brought it all to the sink.
"Alright, this is going to hurt." she said putting peroxide on the cut on his forehead.
"Holy shit, that does hurt." Mikey grunted.
"Well, I warned you." Sam said chuckling.
"It's not funny."
"I warned you."
"Well, it's still not funny."
"And you think, getting kicked in the face is funny?"
Mikey got really serious then he leaned over and kissed her, as soon as his mouth touched hers they both pulled away. They where in the bathroom for about 10 minutes, when Moe knocked on the door.
"Door's open." Mikey called.
Moe opened the door and jumped, he didn't know Sam was there. After he jumped he started laughing.
"What are you two doing?"
"I'm trying to clean this baby's cuts, he just wont sit still." Sam grunted.
"If he doesn't stop just knock him out, it always works for me."
Sam turned around to say something, but noticed that his lip was cut.
"You really should clean that up." she turned back to Mikey.
"I know, it just really hurts right now."
"You're brother said the same damn thing, get over yourself." she said rolling her eyes.
"I don't like causing myself pain."
"Why don't you let her clean it up Moe, she's really good at causing pain." Mikey said playfully glaring at her.
"Yeah, I don't mind." Sam said not turning away from Mikey.
"Naw, I'll clean it up myself." he said grabbing some peroxide and putting it on a cotton ball.
"Alright, but don't say I never offered."
"Are you almost done?" Mikey moaned.
Sam grabbed a band-aid and put it on his forehead, then she stepped back.
"All done, better?"
"Not really, it still hurts." Mikey said putting his hand over it.
"Don't you people have a mother?"
"She's sleeping, I'm going to have to take her to the hospital tomorrow. She really didn't feel like going tonight, I personally don't blame her." Moe said still trying to put the cotton ball on his lip.
Sam looked at him, she watched him try 7 times. She grabbed it from his hand and put it on his lip, he screamed.
"Moe, it's not that bad." Mikey said.
Sam pulled back the cotton ball, then handed it to him.
"Easy for you to say, you're done." Moe said putting his hand on his lip.
"Don't touch it, it'll get infected." Sam said slapping his hand.
"Thank you mother."
Mikey just sat there thinking about their kiss, he really enjoyed it. He wanted to kiss her again, but didn't want her to get mad.
"Earth to Mikey." Sam said waving her hand in front of his face.
"What?"
"I just asked you if you'd like to walk me home, but I think you need sleep."
"Naw, I'll walk you home. I don't mind."
Moe could tell his brother liked her, hell if he was 3 years younger he would. He was going to find a way to get them together, it had to work.
"Alright, later Moe." Sam said leaving the bathroom.
"Yeah, later."
Sam got outside and closed her eyes, the cool wind felt good on her face. When she opened her eyes Mikey was staring at her.
"What?" she asked honestly confused.
"I was just thinking how pretty you look."
"Yeah but I have this huge bruise."
"I don't think that matters much, you're still pretty."
They started walking back to Sam's house, neither one actually wanting to go back. Sam because she thought her mother was up, and Mikey just because Sam wouldn't be with him.
"So, you going to school today?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, I guess so." Mikey shrugged.
"Who was that man?"
"That was my father."
"Mikey why didn't you tell me how bad he'd get? You could've stayed at my house."
"I don't know, I guess I always thought he'd change."
They got to Sam's house and sat on the front step, no one was awake at her house.
"I always used to think my dad was coming back, maybe he'd be better then my mother."
"Sam, what do you think of us going out again?"
"Mikey we've talked about this, it just didn't work."
"It didn't work cause I was smoking pot, I've stopped that."
"What about Katinka?" Sam asked looking down.
"God Sam, you didn't really think we were going out did you?"
"I saw you leave the theater together, that suggests a date."
"I went to see a movie with some girl from school, Katinka was just there."
"I saw you kissing."
"She forced that on me, you have to understand that."
"I don't know who to trust anymore, everyone seems to turn on me." Sam felt that she was going to cry, she just wanted to go inside.
"Well I'm not turning on you, Sam I think I'm in love with you."
Sam looked up at him, had he really said that? Was she thinking that? Did he mean to say it? Was it a slip? So many questions for a simple statement.
"Mikey, we've only gone out once. We've only known each other for 5 days, it's not love." As soon as she said that she felt bad, it sounded harsh.
"I know, but I've never felt this way before."
"It's just a crush, it'll go away."
"Are you trying to say you don't love me?"
"Mikey you're my friend, of course I love you."
"Well if you're not sure yet, I can wait. Sam I've never felt this way before."
Mikey leaned over and kissed her, Sam didn't resist. She didn't know why, it just felt right. When they pulled away, Mikey got up and left. Leaving Sam sitting there, thinking.
Sam got up and went into her house, she sat in her room for 2 hours. Then she had to get to school, this day was already off to an interesting start.