The Little Sister

*2 Months Later*
Mike's Point of View

I woke up the next morning with a bottle of tequila on the left side of me and some girl's food on the right side of the bed. I groaned and sat up, the girl's foot went to the floor and she stood up. She had really long red hair. My face lit up "Karen?" she turned around and my face fell. It wasn't Karen. She looked at me funnily, "Why do you keep calling me that?" she bent over and picked up her underwear. I rolled my eyes and got out of bed pulling my boxers back on. "Can you just get out of here? I got shit to do." she scoffed "I'm assuming 'Karen' was your ex girlfriend who left your sorry ass." she rolled her eye. "Just leave." she pulled her dress on and got the rest of her stuff from the floor. "Bye jack ass." she left and I fell back onto my bed.

I miss Karen. She's been gone two months. I gave up on calling her... she never picked up. She blocked me on pretty much every social media site she had. I have no idea where she is or what she's doing with that guy. I just want my fiance back.

I put on my sunglasses and walked out of the house and got in my car. I drove out of the neighborhood and started heading over to the studio to record. "Hey Mike." Vic greeted me loudly. "Really?" he laughed "It's fun when you're hung over." I rolled my eyes and went over to my drum set.

After we practiced Tony walked up to me. "Hey man." I ignored him and started walking out of the studio. "Mike." I saw Vic running up behind me, I rolled my eyes and kept walking. "Mike!" Vic yelled, I turned around and Vic walked up to me. "Dude moms really worried about you." I scoffed "Whatever." I got into my car. "Mike at least come to family diner tonight." I drove away from the studio and went to some random bar to get drunk.

Vic's Point of View

"Is Micheal coming?" Mom asked me. I shook my head, "I don't think he is." she sighed "I'm so worried about him Victor." tears started falling from her eyes. "Mama don't cry." I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her into me. "I'm so worried, he's gonna drink himself to death." she cried. "Mom he's gonna be okay. I'll go check on him." I kissed her head and she wiped her tears away. "I'll be back soon." she nodded and I exited their house.

"Mike! Open the door!" I pounded on the door to his house. I saw his car was in the drive way so I knew he was home. "Micheal Christopher Fuentes open this god dam door now!" he still didn't respond. I sighed and kicked the door over and over again. The door opened and I walked into his place. It was filthy. There were beer bottles, tequila bottles, rum, you name it it was all over his floor. I walked inside and the smell of weed hit my nose. I sighed, I knew he was sad but not this sad. I walked upstairs and walked into his bedroom. "Mike you in here?" I heard sobbing coming from the bathroom. "Mike?" I walked inside and saw Mike sitting in the bathtub in the fetal position.

"Mike?" he looked up. His eyes were blood shot and his cheeks were stained with tears. "My heart hurts Vic." I sighed and got down next to the tub. I looked and saw Mike was clutching his Nightmare Before Christmas hoodie Karen used to steal from him all the time. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him out of the tub. "Come on baby brother." I walked him over to his bed and set him down. Mike was crying harder and reached for a bottle of scotch on the side table. I hit his hand. "Mike you don't need that Mikey." I rubbed his back and held him while he sobbed. "I need her Vic. I need my girl back." "It's okay Mike just let it out." I looked around the room and saw probably the biggest pile of panties in the world. I sighed Mike's going back to his old ways.

Karen's Point of View

I stood up from in front of the toilet and pushed my hair out of my face. I can't believe this is happening to me.

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