He leaves me standing there, crying, hurt, and .
a bruised cheek.
I go out and sit on the front steps, crying.
"Lexie!"
I look up to see who's calling me.
It's Michael.
Walking toward's me, with a worried look on his face.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes.......NO! I AM NOT OKAY!" I yell.
I begin to sob again.
Then, I feel someone pull me close.
Holding me. Hugging me. I look up. Michael is sitting next to me.
"It's okay,Lexie. Shhh. I'm here." he whispers in my ear.
I collapsed into his arms. For some weird reason, I felt safe, having him comfort me.
I look up, and point to my right -bruise covered-cheek.
"He did it again".
"What was it this time?" he askes.
"Over steak". I replied.
Michael had this,look on his face.
It said:'Are ya kidding me'
"I'm not kidding! I swear,it's true!"
"I believe you. It just seems really stupid, that your dad fought over, a piece of meat with you!"
"I know." I said."But what else,can I say? That I can't deal,with my own father?"
"Lexie, I didn't say that you can't. Of course you can!
You just gotta be careful, when you DO battle him."
Michael was right. But how?
I wanted to change the subject.
"So.....how's the group?" I ask.
"It's good."
He looked at me.
"Lex.....it'll be okay. I promise."
I rested my head on his shoulder.
"I hope so."
He looks at me, with a small smile on his face.
"You know, whenever I get nervous, I just close my eyes,
and think of you cheering me on in the audience".
"Does it work?"
"Yes. And I'm glad it does".
I look up at him. His big brown eyes, have a dreamy, appeal to them.
He too, looks at me with the same look. He leans closer to my face.
I lean closer to his. We are just inches away, from kissing, when we suddenly hear snickering, not far away. We both look up in shock.
There, standing a few feet away from us, was Michael's brothers (except Randy.
"Woo! Are you two lovebirds having fun?" teased Marlon.
"Shut up Marlon!!!" Michael exclaimed. But pretty soon, we were all laughing. That is, until Jackie noticed the big bruise on my cheek. "Whoa Lex, what happened, to you?!" he asked.
Now, all the brothers, were looking at me.
"Oh! I....um....just bumped into a sliding door". I said, thinking fast.
I hoped it would hold them over, 'till dinner.
"Guys! Lexie didn't,hit a door! She was hit, by her father!"
(A/N:Just to let you guys know,I think Lexie as, on of my fave artists, Miley Cyrus!)