Chapter 3: Your Diary
Hey everyoe, things have been sort of hetic with the story, si U can't review and reply to each of you, but thankies ll of you and Azury I do hope you feel well soon, I don;t want you being sick, Especially in the fall, it's more dangerous
The year two thousand
And I'll be back on the dole
Single and free
The best we'll ever be
"Okay, Michael, let's look at that arm of yours, shall we?" The doctor asked calmly as Michael moved around in the chair, quickly glancing around the room and shaking a little.
Marco leaned over and whispered," He's been having panic attacks lately"
"All side effects of the medication" The doctor said, watching Michael with interest," How severe is it?"
"Moderate, it's just that he…won't talk to anyone, incept for Tilly" Marco sighed.
"The girl?" The doctor asked.
"Yeah" Marco stated," He's a wreck"
"And have you heard from that boy, Jake?" The doctor asked.
Michael's head snapped up quickly, his body stilled and his breath hitched," Where?" He asked, panicked," Oh god, he's here? I have to get out of here…" He trailed off, tripping over the chair, falling backwards and out of it. He hit his arm on the desk next to him.
"See…he's talking" The doctor sighed," Just whenever someone of his past is mentioned, it's almost like…shock therapy" He paused, "Has he talked lately"
"Only when I mentioned Adrian's name-" Marco stopped short.
Michael was reduced to a sheer look of terror on his face," Oh god, you're right" Marco murmured," And is there anything to help him?"
"No, this is purely emotional, whatever damage that was done to him has long since settled into his mind, somewhere dark. He's harboring feelings of hate and pain and only he can unlock them." The doctor looked at Michael again," Get up off the floor, Michael, Adrian and Jake aren't here. It's just you, and me and Marco. Okay? No one to hurt you"
Michael looked around slowly before getting up and sliding back into the chair and folding his hands into his lap and looking down to the floor. " Let's see those arms, Mikey" The doctor repeated.
Michael shook.
" Let's see those arms, Mikey" Jake teased out, grabbing him and tickling him," Come on, come on! Rory said that we needed to hide before he finds us, and I have to make sure that your arms are okay!"
They were playing hide and seek inside the woods, a usual affair for the boys, and Michael had accidentally fell into a patch of poison ivy. Michael scratched them as he rolled up his sleeves to see his arms bright red from all the scratching," Maybe we need to put mud on it" Jake muttered.
"It itches, Jakey" Michael said, his childish voice high pitched and happy.
"Stop!" Jake said, slapping his hand away," That jus makes it worser!"
"But Jakey…" Michael trailed off, pouting," It itches a lot!"
"Let's find Rory and call a time out, maybe my mommy can put something on your arm" Jake said, taking his hand.
"You're the bestest, Jakey" Michael murmured as Jake pulled them out of their hiding spot
"Who is he talking to?" The doctor question as Michael rambled on about itchy arms.
"Jake" Marco sighed," Not again"
"He's done this before?" The doctor asked, intrigued," Normally patients need to be under hypnosis for this to occur"
Michael blinked and looked up. He pointed at the door.
"No, Michael, we still have 5 more minutes left, then we can leave" Marco said, glancing back at the doctor," What am I supposed to do, doc? He's a jittery mess, he will hardly eat, won't talk, regularly, won't sleep…"
"You need to set up an appointment-"
"Perfect, for next week?" Marco asked, eagerly ready to cure Michael of his issues.
"I wasn't done. You need to set up an appointment for Michael to go and see Jake" The doctor said calmly.
Marco just blinked at him," You've got to be fucking kidding me. Last time they were together was how this whole thing started.
"Precisely. So get them together so Michael can find the closure he needs or else…" He trailed off," Jake" The doctor snapped.
Michael twitched so bad he fell out the chair.
"This will keep happening"
Marco suppressed a laugh.
"Something funny?"
"No…I know this is a serious situation…but it just reminds me of this show, called Inuyasha where this girl tells the boy "Sit boy" and he automatically falls and it's kinda the same situation here…" Marco trailed off at the look the doctor was giving him. He coughed," But this is no laughing matter"
"I'll see you and Michael next week then, same time" The doctor said, nodding.
"Thanks Doc" Marco said, grabbing Michael's hand and pulling him up," Let's get you home, okay?"
Michael nodded desperately.
"Math is down the hall, Literature to your left, Science is on the third floor, room 302, Social Studies is room 406, fourth floor of course, and gym is on the first floor, the wide room behind the auditorium" Jake stopped," Are you getting all of this?"
"Yah… Yeah" Remy said, adjusting his shirt, " What's with the uniforms?"
"It's a statement of the school" Jake said proudly. He smirked. The tie that he wore, a pale black and blue tie with a button down blue shirt and black pants and his hair, which he let grow out a bit more over the summer so that now it was about down to his ears, he knew he looked good. " Be proud about it!"
Remy rolled his eyes," I'll see you later"
Jake checked his watch, smirking about. That "I-Know-Something-You-Don't-Know" smirk before turning around," Yeah…sure, around 3?"
"That's in the middle of Art class" Remy stated.
"Exactly" Jake smiled." Initiation, hello"
"I thought you were joking about that" Remy sighed.
"Never, and you better impress me" Jake said as he turned and began to walk away.
"Jake, come o-" Remy got cut off.
"Now now now, we don't want to be late for class now do we?" Jake said, shaking his head.
"What are we talking about the bell hasn't run-" Remy was cut off when Jake held a finger up in the air and silenced him, at the same time the bell rang," You were saying"
He turned around, carrying his books and continued walking away.
"God, I hate him" Remy seethed as he walked to watch up.
"Marco, my main man" Craig said, high-fiveing Marco and winking at Jimmy," You sly fox"
"What can I say, he came begging and crying" Marco bragged," It was wonderful"
Spinner rolled his eyes as he poked Marco in the head," You've been watching too many episodes of All My Almost Real But I still Have No Life Children"
"Cut it out, Spin" Marco said, slapping Spinner's head away," I just feel pimp"
"Because you're banging a college dude" Craig finished.
"Exactly…" Marco stopped," Wait, no"
"What?" All the guys asked him," We thought you and Dylan were…like…maniacs in the bedroom"
"Well at least Spinner more than us" Jimmy teased.
"Dude, shut up" Spinner said." Seriously, hello didn't you say that you were…"
"Once…in a hotel room" Marco sighed, running a hand through his hair," And then he met…"
"Tall dark and balding" Craig finished." And then you proceeded to molest me for you're of personal endeavors"
"I was proving a point!" Marco defended.
"Right…" Jimmy trailed off.
"Look, you guys, don't make me go token gay character on you and wine about how you are all ganging up on me…" Marco smiled.
Spinner slapped him," Dude, you told them about that time in the bathroom?"
"What?" Craig and Jimmy asked.
"Um…no" Marco trailed off.
"I thought Marco was…wait you told them about that time in the bathroom at McDonalds!" Craig stuttered out.
"Well Marco obviously loves me more, because while he fools around with you in cheep bathrooms he was rotating my tires…all…night…long!" Jimmy stated proudly.
"Aww you guys!" Marco said, giving them all a hug.
"We are so gay…" Jimmy laughed.
"Okay, Okay, watch the fringe" Spinner said, slapping him away," I'm trying to grow mines like Alex Kapranos…"
Marco wheeled around to look at him," Dude, I love you."
"I know" Spinner smiled." Wait…I mean, huh?"
"This is getting awkard" Craig said," Can we just get to lunch?"
Marco wrapped an arm around him and Spinner," Okay guys!"
They shared a look, Marco was beaming
Yeah, he was getting some.
"Brian Brian Brian" Andy said, wagging a finger," Red looks so fitting on me"
"Aren't you supposed to say 'You'?" Brian asked, dully.
"I did…"
"No I mean…me…." Brian stopped," Never mind, just pass me the answer"
"Okay…grumpy" Andy said, tossing the sheet over to Brian while the teacher wasn't looking.
While Brian copied down answers on one side of the room Pete was scribbling away on his paper.
"Are you trying to set that thing on fire? Because by the way your writing, it might happen" Ryan said, glancing at him," Calm down, you act as if this is a final or something."
"Calm down?" Pete snapped," I can't!"
"Why?" Ryan asked.
"Because…"
"Because what?"
"My fucking boy friend cheated on me!" Pete snapped, causing his pencil to break.
Everyone looked up at them.
Andy missed the note that Brian threw back and it hit him in the head.
Ryan slid down to the floor, under his desk, pretending to look for something.
Andy had the sudden urge to yell out "Gay Drama" but held back, for personal reasons.
"Um…class settle down!" The teacher snapped.
But…no one was talking.
"I said settle down! Resume your work!" The teacher snapped again.
"Okay, issues" Ryan said," I said I didn't really cheat on you since…" Ryan trailed off, " Okay, look your right…but I can't take back what I did…and I'm sorry"
Pete looked up at him, flipped his sheet over and raised his hand," Done"
Michael tried to lay down, but he was having trouble seeing.
Matter of fact. He needed to sit down
Right then and now.
He fell backwards on to the floor with a dull thud and looked up at his ceiling sadly This…depression that he was experiencing was tearing him apart slowly.
It was if every time he blinked something would trigger a memory.
Sometimes he would just sit there, crying, because he couldn't do anything else.
Trent was gone…
That hurt
Jake was gone…
That stung.
But when Adrian died…
That burned….
It burned so badly.
And now he was left with this little girl, the spitting image of her dad, to take care of. He couldn't do it, it was like Adrian was still alive right there in the nursery. He picked himself up and grabbed onto the wall to steady himself as he made his way down stairs. He smiled at Mrs. Del Rossi as he passed by her and into the basement
He was surprised when he saw Robert rocking Tilly back and forth in the rocking chair, humming. He gave Michael a little wave.
Michael waved back.
He wasn't ready to talk to Robert…but he'd probably be the first one to hear his voice.
"Daddy" Tilly said happily, moving out of Robert's arms and walking over to Michael.
He cringed again," No sweetie, not daddy, uncle."
"Daddy" Tilly protested.
"Your daddy's name was Adrian" Michael said calmly, brushing the hair out of her face.
"No, Addy died!" Tilly cried out.
Michael's face went pale," Can you…" He trailed off, eyes pleading with Robert.
"Tilly, can you go and play with Mikey and Mark while I talk to Michael for a second." Robert asked softly.
"Okay…" She walked off in search of Mark and Mike.
Michael looked up at Robert with dull eyes." She called me dad…"
"I know…" Robert whispered softly, his eyes glowing darkly in the room. Robert actually got really handsome lately. He needed to make a change in himself, and try and win Michael over of course, since Jake was out of his system. His eyes linked with Michaels, but as usual, he pulled away first.
Robert's lips curled. " You know…" He stopped. " I was wondering…"
Michael stood there, unbalanced and looking like a disheveled drunk.
He stopped again," Michael, why don't you go to bed?"
"I ca- can't…" Michael stuttered out meekily," Not…tired…"
"Well then…stay here, and I'll go get us some tea, okay? Then we can finish off the homework, if you want…" Robert said softly.
Michael nodded," Just…relax" Robert continued, his voice smooth," Okay?"
"Yeah…" Michael said, his voice breaking.