I'll do anything for you

Mike's P.O.V.

"Oh, you don't remember me, fag? Do you remember when you fucking put me in the hospital? Haha...I'm still here actually. My dad did the favor for me." The strangers voice became more familiar & I knew for sure who it was....I wanted to cry but I knew I couldn't back down.


"Ronnie, you fucking dick. I understand you hate me but why take it out on someone you don't fucking know?!" I was screaming into the phone by now. I was furious, I wanted nothing more than for that fucking asshole to die.

"Oh, so the little fag remembers me now? Whoever else was with you, it's not my fault. My dad was willing to take anyone out of the way. " I could hear Ronnie's snide laughter over the phone & I couldn't wait to hang up.

"You fucking shit, I fucking hate you! You fucking hurt .....him....Just stay the fuck away from Tony."


"Who's Tony? Your little boyfriend?" Ronnie was pushing me over the edge.

"No, he's not my boyfriend! It's my fucking brother! Just stay away from him!" I hung up the phone & without thinking I threw my phone at the wall in front of me.

"Mike! Ronnie was on the phone?" Victor asked.

"Yes, that fucking dick is the reason Tony's fucking hurt right now!" I broke down crying, knowing this is all my fault.

"Mijo! You're here!" My dad burst into the room & hugged me.

"Dad...it's not the time....he just needs to be alone for now." Victor said as if speaking my mind.

Victor & my dad walked out of the room & I just lied back, staring at the ceiling. Only when I stop to think about it, do I realize how much of a fuck up I am.

A couple of hours later, everyone had went home & I was hooked back on to the IV. Tony had been moved to my room after Victor suggested it to my dad. Thank god. It's 2 am at the moment, & I can't sleep. I look over to Tony & realize he's awake. He's just looking at the ceiling...same thing I've been doing.

"Tone...." I whispered. Tony looked over to me.


"Mikey." Tony whispered back. He held his hand out & I held mine out but we were too far away.

"Tony, I'm sorry th-this happened..." I whispered.

"It's not your fault, Mikey..."

"But-"

"Mikey. Let's try to forget about it....please. Just think about what happened before you went downstairs....that moment....when.....when we gave in to each other...." Tony was trying to smile. I gave back a weak smile but did what he said. I thought about that amazing moment we shared.

Notes

I'm sorry, this is the SHORTEST & most BORING chapter I've ever written but I'm just in a big slump. Nothing's going right at the moment & I feel like doing nothing. But I wanted to update with something. Sorry for how much it sucks.

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