The next morning or shall I say night, I was awoken by movement and hushed voices around me. "Tony? What's going on?" I called out into the room.
He hesitated before he answered, "come on baby we're going away for awhile," the only thing was that wasn't Tonys voice.
"Mike?" I whispered.
"I'm here baby, I'm not going anywhere," he said placing a firm kiss on my forehead. "I'm going to out your bags in the car, then I'll come back in and get you, okay?" He asked, but it wasn't exactly a question. More like a statement.
I didn't move from my position on the bed, I just played there frozen. I hadn't expected to talk to Mike for at least another week, maybe more. Saying that I was surprised that he was here at Tonys, in the middle of the night, and sober was understatement. It was more shock and confusion than anything.
I didn't hear Mike walk back into the house or the bedroom, in fact I didn't even see Tony in sight. "You ready?" Mike asked breaking the silence.
"Where are we going?" I asked quietly, still not moving.
"We're going away for a couple of weeks, now come on baby. Get up or I'm carrying you."
I held my arms out for him to carry me out to the car, I still may be a little mad at him for being drunk all the time, but there's no way in hell that I was walking.
"Ive missed you so much," Mike whispered into my ear once he scooped me up into his arms.
"I miss you too, the sober you," I admitted.
"I know baby, no more of that I promise," he said quietly as he walked through the house and out the front door kicking it closed behind us.
"I hope that's true Mikey," I nuzzled my face into his neck. "Can we go home?" I asked.
"I was going to take you somewhere else," he said trailing off.
"Can we go home and then get an early start in the morning? I miss home. I miss you," I said kissing his neck.
Mike stopped walking once we reached the car and moaned when my lips made contact with the skin of his neck. "Alright alright, fine. But just a heads up if you do that again we're never going to get home."
I gasped and his a smirk, "Micheal Christopher, you would never!" I shrieked and batted my eyelashes at him.
"Oh baby, I think we all know that I will," he winked at me with a small smile playing on his lips.
. I shook my head at him as he placed me in the driver's seat of my car. I rolled down my window as he bent down to peak his head in.
. "Ill meet you back at the house, I love you," he said kissing tenderly.
. "I love you too, more than you'll ever know," I rolled my window back up when he started to walk back to his car that was parked behind me.
. I watched as he backed out of the driveway and into the road, he pulled up a bit so I could back out and follow him back to the house. I reached over to the CD player and turned the volume up, of course MikeyWhiskeyHands was still in so I turned it up louder, loud enough so Mike could hear what was playing.

Notes

Gosh guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in awhile! It's just school is stressing me out so bad, I'm trying to not focus in cutting, because I relapsed a few days ago. Again. Gosh I'm such a failure/fuck up. Blah. My home environment has not been the best this past week, so I've practically locked myself in my room this whole time. :(
Just a heads up I'll only be able to update on the weekends because I get swamped with homework during the week. So I'm sorry for the lack of updates.
My brother leaves for the army on Monday..
Soryy if this chapter was short/sucky, I have a lot on my mind at the moment. If you guys ever and I mean EVER need anything do not hesitate to message me on here or on Tumblr. I won't ignore you, and dont feel like you're bothering me because I can assure you that you aren't. I'd be happy to help in any way shape or form. You can find my Tumblr username link thingy a couple chapters back.
I love you all! Don't forget that!
-Schuyler