A Fool's Revenge.

I recognized the guy standing before me, at my door. It was the guy Vic was with at the tattoo shop; Tony, I think his name was.

“Can I help you?” I asked while trying to hide my sadness and guilt.

“What did you do to Mike?” I looked at him like he was nuts but averted my eyes.

“I fucked up. I know and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have but I don’t need another person to tell me that.” I started to close the door but he stopped it with his hand and forced his way in, closing the door behind him.

“Listen, I’m not gonna yell at you because I don’t know you but whatever you did to him today… he called Vic in hysterics. Vic is out looking for him with Jaime and he told me to come here and ask you about it.” he sighed. I looked at him wide eyed before leading him to my living room.

“What do you mean he called Vic?” I inquired. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to Mike but knowing him he was sat somewhere with a bottle and blunt in his hand.

“Vic just said that he called him freaking out about whatever happened when he met up with you then he hung up and here I am now while the other two look for dumbass.” I chuckled at his final choice of words but was flooded with concern.

Where could Mike have gone or, better yet, what would Mike do?

“He basically just yelled at me and when I didn’t have an answer for him, he stormed off. I never knew he would get this upset.” I thought back and rubbed my aching shoulders. I didn’t want to explain the WHOLE situation to Tony because, well, it was so overdrawn and long that it was ridiculous.

“That’s all? There has to be more to it.” Tony looked at me knowingly and sighed.

“He asked me why… well, it’s really a long story but to cut it short he asked me what I thought was gonna happen, because I slept with him. He also said he was pissed and sad that I did then kinda stormed off to his car but didn’t leave right away.” I mumbled and let my head drop for the second time today. I really did fuck up. I should have never come back to San Diego, all it’s done is stir up unwanted shit; I was unwanted here and I knew it.

“I’m sure he’s fine. I know I don’t know you that well but Vic and Mike have talked about you before and he’s probably just upset.” Tony attempted to comfort me but it just made me feel worse.

“This is all my fault.” I spoke to myself.

“Hey, this can’t be your fault.” He reassuringly placed his hand on my back and rubbed circles.

“Tony, you don’t get it. This shit has been basically going on for four years! THIS” I motioned to the air around me to sort of symbolize the situation “is my fault.” I sighed angrily. I was angry at myself, mostly, and a little at Mike. He started this and now, now it was all blowing up in both of our faces.

“Okay. well, I’m sure this, whatever this is, is not gonna be as bad as you think. Everything always gets better.” He sighed as he got up.

“I have to go help Vic and Jaime look for Mike but if you ever need something, I’ll be here. I know I’m just some weird stranger friend of Vic and Mike’s but give me a call if life gives you too much hell.” He smiled sadly as he wrote his number down on a notepad that was on my coffee table.

I nodded without looking at him and said a small thank you before he showed himself out. What do I even do now? I don’t want to just sit here completely clueless! Anything could be happening and I know it was all going to be my fault.


I slipped my shoes back on along with my jacket and raced out to my car. I had to find Mike, if it was the last thing I do.

Notes

I'm glad I actually updated twice today because I really did feel bad about not updating yesterday.

Anywho.... What do you think is going on with Mike?


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