Sometimes I Sit and Wonder, Sometimes I Feel like Letting Go.

I woke up wrapped in Mike's arms, now this isn't a new thing for us. But I don't think it could ever get old. Yesterday was a hell of a day. I didn't think that Mrs. Fuentes was going to flip, I thought she was pretty chill. Mike, and Vic stood up for me, and I just sat there crying.

I know I shouldn't have came, but Mike seemed like he really wanted them to know. I just couldn't let him down, but I did anyways.

On the bright side his dad was all for us, and that's good. But his mom is a different story, she just fucking flipped out. She could've at least waited until I left, but no she had to become all bitchy drama queen. Well fuck you 'Vivian.' Fuck you.

Then late night we got woken up by her yelling. Mike was fuming mad, especially when she I could die for all she cares. To be honest that really fucking hurt me, and I started crying again. But why should I care about what she says? She isn't my parent, and she can't tell me what to do.

I turned over, only to see Mikey staring at the back of my head. He smiled, when he noticed I had turned over. I slightly smiled back, I wasn't really in the best mood right now. I wasn't mad at him, just his mom, and myself. Mike didn't know his mom was going to flip, so why would I be mad at him?

"Mornin' baby." Mike said breaking me from my thoughts.

"Mornin' Mikey." I replied, and he pecked my nose.

"I'm really sorry about last night, I shouldn't have came up with this idea. Sorry." Mike said, avoiding my eyes, and when they did meet for a slip second, he looked sad.

"It's okay. They needed to know. And you didn't know your mom was going to react like that. I understand." I said.

"No, its not okay, that was so fucking rude of my mom. I love her to death but she hurt you. So no its not okay." Mike said looking me dead in the eye.

"It was rude, but I'm fine. I'm pretty much used to it. Lets just pretend it never happened, I would rather forget it. Alright?"

"Alright. But I'm going to talk to my mom after you leave."

"Okay, well I'm to get going so you can talk to her."

"Alright. I'll text you later, love you baby." Mike said leaning closer.

"Ok, love you too." I said, and he pressed our lips together.

I got up, and put on my clothes. I discarded them, when I was crying again. Mike was doing the same, so he could walk me.

We walked downstairs to see, Vic, Mr. Fuentes, and Mrs. Fuentes eating breakfast. It smelt really good, and I was hungry, but...

"Would you like to stay for breakfast Tony?" Mrs. Fuentes asked. Wait! What? Mrs. Fuentes asked?

"Uhh..." I lamely stuttered.

"Please stay, I would like to talk to you and Mike." Ah. I knew there was a catch, but I would love to hear what she has to say.

"Um... okay." I said, while Mike grabbed my wrist, and pulled me towards a seat. He got my food, and fixed himself a plate, then sat down beside me. I muttered a 'thanks.'

We ate silently, and when everyone was done that's when Mrs. Fuentes spoke up.

"So Mike, and Tony, I really want to say I'm sorry for lashing out. That was wrong of me, and I'm sorry. I'm going to support you, it's just going to take time." Mrs. Fuentes said, and I nodded.

"Mama, Tony also heard what you said about him." Mike stated madly.

"I didn't mean that, and I'm really sorry. That was really wrong of me, I would never wish death on someone. I'm really sorry Tony." Mama said, and sounded true.

"It's okay." I said simply.

"If you all make each other happy, then I'm happy. Well I'll let you get home." She said, and the last part was directed at me. I nodded and got up, with Mike hot on my heels. When I was out, and the door was closed he kissed me roughly. I eagerly kissed back, Mike had his hands on my hips, and my arms was around his neck.

When we pulled away, he whispred 'I love you so fuckin' much against my lips. I said it back, and truly meant it. We said out goodbyes, and I was off to my house.

About 10 minutes, and I was walking up to my front door. I opened it to see my mom cooking breakfast. I walked up to her, and kissed her cheek. She smiled, and went back to her cooking.

My mom is pretty cool, she knows I'm gay. She doesn't really give a damn, she just wants me happy. I told her about a year ago, and at first she was kind of skeptical but, then was like whatever makes you happy. Although, she doesn't know I'm dating Mike, they have met before.

The next thought that ran through my head was 'should I tell Abby?' Which she'll find out anyways, but should I tell her myself? I decided that Vic would tell her, and we'd leave it at that. I just want to forget about it, and that's what I plan on doing.

I'm in my room playing my guitar a little. I just feel like playing it, and so I will. Guitar helps calm my nerves, and right now I need that. It's really the only thing besides the blade, and I promised Mike awhile ago I would try to stop. So far I haven't relapsed, and that's good.

I've wanted to, especially that time when Ronnie bullied me. I wanted to so bad, but Mike got my calmed down, and I didn't do it. Well actually Mike, and my guitar, is what calms my nerves.

I finally stopped playing around supper time. Mom made me some tofu, I don't even know how you would make that. It was good though, my mom is a good cook. I must say that.

Before I went to sleep Mike called me, and we talked for a while. He says the reason he didn't text me was because he wanted to hear my voice. Which I find is cute, so I'm not complaining.

I love my Mikey so fucking much.

Notes

Sorry, this sucks majorly. I hope you like it though. I just wasn't fellin it today, I had to get teeth pulled, and my mouth hurts like a bitch. I updated though, and it will get better. Also I'm doing a Christmas special, cause I like Christmas and all that jazz. I hope y'all have a lovely day/night!! <3