When It Hurts
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Adult +
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6
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part Five
[b][u]When it Hurts[/b][/u]
Mike held me tighter. I could feel his breath in my ear. "You didn't really want to, did you?"
"I feel so dirty." I whispered. "Like I'll never get clean."
"You will." Mike said. "I promise."
"No, I won't." I shake my head stubbornly, but Mike pulls away slightly.
He stares deep into my eyes. "I've felt the same way, Billie Joe. Dirty. Wanting to puke it all out, break my reflection. Die." He kisses my forehead. "My dad . . . he used to touch me. It's why I went to live with my mom. And I felt so guilty. Because I never said no. I didn't say anything. I just . . . I let him."
"But . . . he didn't make me." I whisper. Then I pull Mike into a tighter hug. "I'm sorry he hurt you."
"I know." Mike said simply. He gave a weak smile. "Fuck school. Let's skip. You deserve a break."
"I want to forget. I can't forget if it's quiet."
Mike's silent for a moment, then he nods. "All right. Let's go to school."
Mike held me tighter. I could feel his breath in my ear. "You didn't really want to, did you?"
"I feel so dirty." I whispered. "Like I'll never get clean."
"You will." Mike said. "I promise."
"No, I won't." I shake my head stubbornly, but Mike pulls away slightly.
He stares deep into my eyes. "I've felt the same way, Billie Joe. Dirty. Wanting to puke it all out, break my reflection. Die." He kisses my forehead. "My dad . . . he used to touch me. It's why I went to live with my mom. And I felt so guilty. Because I never said no. I didn't say anything. I just . . . I let him."
"But . . . he didn't make me." I whisper. Then I pull Mike into a tighter hug. "I'm sorry he hurt you."
"I know." Mike said simply. He gave a weak smile. "Fuck school. Let's skip. You deserve a break."
"I want to forget. I can't forget if it's quiet."
Mike's silent for a moment, then he nods. "All right. Let's go to school."