Make A Wish When Your Childhood Dies. Chapter 17 (Please Read!!!!)

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Make A Wish When Your Childhood Dies. Chapter 17 (Please Read!!!!)

Chapter Seventeen
Telling Me No Won’t Stop Me!

The miniature fairy lights glowed with an astonishing brightness which illuminated the whole room with a dazzling radiance. The effect of the twinkling lights against the black painted walls made me feel as though I was drifting in the midnight sky. I rolled over in my bed and lied on my side so I was now staring at my new desk covered with the newly bought text books which I had refused to look at ever since I had opened the maths text book and was horrified to see that x and y were written in an equation in the beginners chapter. My brain just didn’t function that way I was made up of witty come backs and a dark and twisted mind not algebra. Somehow Gerard was going to have to come to the conclusion that I was never going to be an intelligent human being. My life would be wasted away at some dead beat job which baring paid the bills, but that was okay I always knew I was never going to accomplish much in life, I always picture myself working all day and then come home to care for Abigail. At that moment a new picture of my future slivered into my mind, one which didn’t involve my throwing my entire life away, but I knew that it would take a lot of work, if it was to come true. Mikey and his band. Johnny may have been their lead singer but I could tell that he didn’t have much confidence in what he was doing. It would be too easy for me to crawl my way into the band, but would Mikey allow it? He was the only thing in my way and then there was the question about whether I could actually sing or not. I use to dream about being a singer but then Miss Margit would tell me I was nothing and soon enough my hopes and dreams were gone.

At that moment there was a soft knock on the door which filled my mind with curiosity. I climbed out of the double bed and walked bare footed across the white carpeted floor over to the door and twisted the knob. Mikey stood in the opening wearing loose, black pyjamas bottoms and a Misfits band t-shirt that was at least three size too big for him but somehow I found him looking as beautiful as ever. His hair was scruffy on his right side of his head and his eyes were squinting which showed that he had been sleep or at least been trying to sleep. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but he then quickly shut his mouth and looked down at his grey sock covered feet. “Did you come to say good night, well that’s cute.” I said and then instantly regrated it because my voice sounded as if I was teasing him instead of trying to start a conversation. Mikey started to rub one of his feet on the floor as he continued elude from looking at me. “Um… would you like to come in?” this time I tried to force a softer tune in my voice as I stepped to the side so he could walk in. At first Mikey continued with his shy boy behaviour but then eased his way into the room. He closed the door behind him and then started to pace the length of the room. At the moment he reminded of a worker ant scurrying around the bare earth on its way to the net were the rest of its family was waiting for it. I sat down on the silky carpet with my legs crossed and just watched him, wondering what was happening inside of his head. I would examine his face as he made his path to the opposite side of the room in long strides. His face would change from happy to sad, joyful to angry, confused to urge within seconds. His behaviour was so astonishing to me, I was unable to generate a reason, let alone attempt to comprehend this abnormal new behaviour he had recently employed. After several gruelling minutes of deeps thought in both minds, Mikey walked over to the desk and sat in the chair and turned to face me on the floor close to the door. “You’re possibly thinking I’m crazy or something along those lines.” His voice came out rough and coarse, he managed a little cough to clear his throat but then turned his eyes to me again. I had to quickly invent an answer that wouldn’t make him feel like a freak.
“No, not at all, I do things like that all the time.” It was an obvious lie but with my words Mikey suddenly seemed to relax. “So why did you come to my room at about eleven o’clock at night, you must have some reason, right?” I found myself leaning forward even though he was a few feet away from me.
“I was thinking…” he paused and looked down again, this time he picked up my Accelerated Maths text book and started to flick through the pages. He seemed to find great pleasure within the pages of the terrifying book. “I took this class, maybe I could help you. That’s if you need any, something tells me you’ll be fine though.” I rolled my eyes at his comment, why did both of the Way brothers have to insist that I was some sort of genius.
“Mikey I have a feeling that you didn’t come into my room just tell me that. What did you come here for?” I stood up as I spoke and walked over to the bed and sat so I could look directly at him from the opposite side of the room.
“As I said I was thinking that…” another everlasting pause, did he realise how tedious pauses were. “…I don’t want you to date Johnny.”
“What?” I half shouted and half whispered the word through my gritted teeth.
“I noticed how he was around you today and I can tell that he likes you, but he’s young he won’t understand that a girl like you isn’t right for him.”
“A girl like me.” I said pointing a furious index finger at myself. “A girl like me isn’t right for Johnny. Okay why so Mikey? Why so?” my voice was back to its usually dead and cold tone which was starting to forget about but there is was still as natural as breathing.
“He’s young and sweet but you’re…” he then noticed the distaste and furry on my face and cut his own sentence short. “I didn’t mean it to come out that way, I’m s…”
“No, you can shut the fu…” by then my voice had transformed into a yell but I remembered that Gerard was still sleeping down stairs so I hushed my voice and continued. “…up. You can shut up and leave. I don’t wanna torture my eyes one more minute by just having to look at you.” Mikey quickly stood up and strode over to me.
“I didn’t mean it, I just don’t want to you to be with Johnny.”
“Why Mikey? What would be so worry with that? Why?” tears were flooding my eyes but I didn’t allow them to escape.
“I don’t really know why. Gosh what’s wrong with me?” His muttered his last sentence as he hanged his head in shame into his hands. “I don’t even know what I’m liking these days. We’ve only known each other for a few days and how are we… how am I already feeling…” He paused and didn’t continued. I moved in closer and very childishly started to shake him. I couldn’t control my action he was hiding something from me and I think I knew what it was, but I was still unsure.
“What? Start completely your sentence dame it. How can you already be feeling what?” My heart was racing so rapidly that I believed I could hear it loud and clear.
“I should go.” Mikey stood up to leave and very quickly walked towards the door but I was faster. I blocked the door by standing in front of it. I felt very childish again standing in front of that wooden door but it was something I had to do. “Now talk Mikey and if you don’t you’re never going to leave this room again.” My threat may have been unrealistic but in this situation emotions were blind and couldn’t tell the difference between a realistic and unrealistic threat.
“November if I tell, my feelings will then be real and once again I will spend my days wondering how many more hour will I have to wait until my heart is broken again.”
“Maybe you should obsess over your broken heart and focus on what your heart’s desires.”
“But…”
“No buts just say and do what your heart is telling you to.” I couldn’t believe these words were actually coming from me I didn’t have a loving bone in my body. It was him, Mikey was bringing it out of me, and he was turning me into a person who was willing to let a concept as stupid as love to live within the steal walls of my heart.
“Then I don’t want to speak anymore.” Mikey all of a suddenly, gently placed his hand on my cheek and wrapped with other hand armed around the back of my waist. I could feel himself pulling me into closer to his body and I closed my eyes because I knew what came next, the moment I had been longer for ever since I had met Gerard’s mystery brother. I feel his breath tingling on my skin and within seconds our lips would touch. I held my breath in anticipation and waited, and waited, and bleeding waiting. Mikey quickly released me and ran out of my room to his own and I hear the door slam softly. My heart drowned in my waves of disappointment. “Well that might have been the most unsatisfactory night of life.” I murmured as I walked over to my desk and sat down. I stared at the cover and maths text book. My emotions and thought were too enthusiastic and loud for me to try to fall asleep now. I then decided to open the text book and study, after all I did have to live up to Gerard high expectations. Mikey may have disappointed me but I wasn’t going to let him get away with that, I was going to get him to kiss me, one way or another.
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