.Meet In The Middle.

[Dil]

Jessi sighed, as now, she had a little five year old on her back. His name? Kelby. She had a fifteen year old at her side, and a thirteen year old on the other. The one on the left, the fifteen year old, was Patrick. On the right was Lyric. Yeah, she was stuck with three boys with raging hormones. Well, maybe Kelby was the only good one of the bunch. He was sorta quiet around everyone else, but Jessi. She was the one who lulled him to sleep wit her brothers, but he hated them. They were mean, and he saw what they did to Jessi, tackling her and stuff. He didn't like it one bit. Aww, so cute.

Shaking her head, she smirked as she looked at Kelby in the corner of her eye. "Hey boy...hold on to your cookies, kids." And right then, she took off with Kelby hanging on to her neck with his arms as she went round and round circles. His laugh and hers mixed with each other, as they were meant to. Yes, many could see why her cousins thought her the 'Fun Cousin'. Oh goodie. Sighing, she stopped and let him down, looking at Patrick and Lyric. "Ah, c'mon guys, it can't be /that/ bad with Chase and Sha- wait, what am I sayin'? Well, you guys don't have to live with him, so stop your bellyachin'." She sighed as she fell back in the grass, looking up at the blue sky as Kelby just looked down at her, and Lyric and Patrick sat with each other under the tree, leaning against it as they watched their little brother and big cousin play with each other, like little two year olds. Pathetic.

[|.Mick.|]

"Well, well... What do we have here?" He asked with a bit of a michevious smile. Mickail slowly walked towards her one foot in front of the other. His arms freely swung at his sides as his eyes were locked on his target. Jessi was there. Yeah they best buds, he'd told everyone in the town practically. Maybe he liked to exaggerate? Mick had however when up to random people and said something like, 'Jessi's my best friend, jealous much?' He was stupid that way. His cheery punky voice rang out, "So... This is what happens when I leave you alone."

Mickail wore a shirt that revealed his forearms there were bruises on them and on his shoulders too, which were covered by the shirt. Today he also wore baggy cargo shorts, like most guys his pants were low and boxers were showing. His choice of boxers were Teenage Mutant Ninja turtles. His mother constantly told him to pull his pants up but he didn't. The funny part was he was wearing a studded belt. On his calves were some bruises too. He stopped walking and stopped relatively close to Jessi. "Jessica. What are you doing?" He said with a grin.

[Dil]

Looking up at Mick from her spot on the ground, she stuck her tongue out at him. Yes, childish, but she was still in the presence of her cousins. Jessi shook her head as she sat up, looking at Kelby, then back up to Mick as she stood, eye to eye to her best buddy. "Mickail. What does it /look/ like I am doin'?.." She would have said more, had Kelby not clung to her sides in a tight hug, head on her side as he looked up at Mick with his big, baby blue eyes. Silently, he was saying 'She's my buddy, pal.'. What was with men and jealousy, really? Sighing, she raised her arms slightly, looking down at Kelby. "Aw, Kelby, hun, you're too needy for my blood." She looked at Lyric and Patrick, sighing heavily. "Guys, get The Clingon, will ya?" When they didn't move, she would have to use a little more something. Something that she and her brothers always did.

"I'll give ya something...money, whatever, just take your baby brother." The trick was, you /never/ named the amount. Her cousins were stupid enough to take Kelby off of her without thinking she could just mean like a penny. Soon, Lyric sighed as he walked over and picked Kelby up, looking at Jessi before walking back to the tree with Kelby.

Jessi shook her head as she looked at Mick. " Cute ain't he? "

[|.Mick.|]

Mickail looked at Jessi then at her little gang of boys. One of them appeared to be Kaiden's age. He looked at Kelby seeing the jealousy in his eyes. Mickail then looked back at Jessi. He then said, "So. I guess you're watching a bunch of little kids." He looked around then sat on the ground. "Cute? That's not really a guy's choice of words. He's eh. Alright." He said casually yawning. He was tired from last night.

He then grinned at Jessi. "I had an awesome night. I went to the rec center and they were having a hardcore show. We were moshing and stuff. It was great. See all these bruises," He said then paused to show off some of his bruises. "That's what moshing is all about. It got really crazy." He was a rocker through and through, he loved punk and hardcore stuff. It was all he ever thought about. "So. You wanna ditch the kids and go do something..." He asked hopefully.

[Dil]

"I really shouldn't be watchin' Lyric and Pat anyway.I mean god, they can take care of themselves for a few hours. They're not mental..." She looked at them, and smirked, knowing she just said what they always thought when she was forced to watch them. Yeah, they just /loved/ her... Jessi looked at Patrick, the oldest and sighed. "You, Patrick...you're in charge, and if anyone dies on your watch, I'm afraid I'll have to kill you before your father got to me. Got it?" Her family always talk to each other like this, yeah. Except to the little ones. Looking to Mick, she pushed him with her two hands after he sat on the ground. "C'mon, you wanted to go do something." She then started to walk away, but stopped a few feet away when she heard Patrick call out. "Have fun with your little beau, Nikki!" Her eye twitched lightly as she talked to herself softly. "Just keep walking...remember, you don't need to go to jail for murder this early..." Of course, she was kidding.

She looked back at Mick and motioned for him to come along as she started to walk down to the sidewalk, and then, she stopped and wait for him.

[|.Mick.|]

Mick placed his hands in his pockets as walked along side Jessi. It seemed like it had been a while since the last time they had hung out. Last time was more of them hiding out. It seemed that they got away. They had to spend a whole night in a creepy cabin. He sighed as he thought about the way he always seemed to get her in trouble. He then said, "So. Ya missed my birthday." His voice didn't seem disappointed, he was just stating a mere fact.

Mickail stopped for a second. "Oh yeah!" He said more to himself than her. He rummaged around in his pocket and found what he was looking for. It was a neatly folded piece of paper. He then unfolded it and showed it to her. It was a stick drawing of her. "I'm pretty good at drawing aren't I?" He said handing it to her. The drawing was quite bad, one arm was longer than the other and her eyes weren't even. It drew it more as a joke than a gift. However he really couldn't draw much better. He was more of a musician than an artist.

[Dil]

"Oh...I'm sorry. I had to....stay somewhere for a while. Dad didn't want me talking to anyone." Jessi sighed as she felt so...annoyed with herself for forgetting Mick's birthday. She hit her forehead as she thought angrily to herself, 'stupid, stupid, stupid'. She sighed as she put her left hand on the right side of her rib cage, holding it. It stung fairly badly, and underneath her clothes was a large bandage. Yeah, she had a few broken ribs, so what? Shaking her head, she looked at Mick, smiling as she took the piece of paper, and looked down at it...."Yeah, you know it" She said sarcastically. She full of dry wit and sarcasm.

"I bet I could draw you so much better....Doodle, really...I can do that fairly well, I guess..." She wanted to make up for missing his birthday. She didn't know what to really do for him, but that. Plus, it could give them something to do, she supposed, other than talk. She really didn't want to talk about why her father didn't want her to see anyone. Before she knew it, her face was pale, and she just looked down at her feet as she whispered to herself. It was all in Latin, she was just quoting, really.

[|.Mick.|]

"Don't worry about it." He said with a small smile. He knew his friend would never intentionally forget his birthday. She just wasn't like that. Mickail knew Jessi well enough to know that if she could of she would of been there on his birthday. "Well... You didn't miss much. I got a little bit of money from my mom and ate some cake. Nothing to cry over," He added looking around the park. He then looked down at his shoes thinking. He was thinking about the whole ordeal with the cops chasing them. He then looked up at Jessi for a minute his eyes holding a confused stare. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it deciding it would be best if he didn't.

In that cabin, it seemed that was the only time he had ever seen her scared. He decided it was best to just drop it and not talk about. Maybe he'd ask her about it some other time. Mick yawned and said, "Yeaaah. You keep thinking that. You know who's the real Arteeest is, Jessi..." He said with a sly grin. There was that ego of his again. Mick loved to joke around. Mickail cocked his head to the side and gently placed his hand on Jessi's shoulder. He noticed her face had grown pale. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned.

[Dil]

"Yeah, I'll be...fine, I guess." She sighed as she coughed a bit. She knew that she hadn't told him why she wasn't out for a while; broken ribs. Yeah, someone had broken some of her ribs, want to make something of it? Jessi shook her head, as she walked onwards, still holding her sides. She just decided to tell him, then quickly change the subject, No use in stirring up the past. "Mugged. Broke a few ribs, but I'll be fine....Anyway, you...the artist? Ha! Don't make me laugh myself into a coma..." She nudged him playfully, ignoring the swift pain that came to her side for a split second. She tried to act as if nothing had happened that day, but it would forever haunt her.

Shaking her head, she looked up at Mick, sighing. "So....what do ya wanna do? Forcing me to dump the sweet little boys for you. You a bad man" She knew he would know she was kidding, or so she would hope. She just looked at her shoes as she walked.

[|.Mick.|]

"Well if you say so," He said eyeing her suspiciously before withdrawing his hand from her shoulder. He ran his fingers through his hair before swiping it out of his view. His mother insisted he needed a haircut but Mickail refused to get one. "Jesus... you got mugged? I'm sorry that happened to you. Broken ribs, eh? That's a major ouch... 'Course you're to strong to let it get you down," He said with a friendly smile. Sometimes he wished she would confide in more, but he wouldn't push her. He felt her nudge him he then rolled his eyes. "Yeah. You're just jealous." He then stuck his tongue out at her crossing his arms.

"I don't know... Hmm." He said ignoring her calling him a 'bad man'. He rubbed the back of his neck and grinned sheepishly. "I really don't know what to do... Eh."

[Dil]

"Jealous...? Me? Dude, the two words don't go together! " Smiling slightly, she nudged him again in the sides. Jess sighed as she looked forward again, shaking her head as she heard him say he didn't know what he wanted to do. "So..you made me leave my cousins to do....nothing...?" She looked up and him, brow raising slightly, and then she hugged him tightly. "I love you, man!" She chuckled lightly as she let go of him, and sighed, looking forward again, then down at her feet. "So, you gonna go to the little....get together thing at the beach...? C'mon, you know you wanna go! You're gonna go, even if ya don't wanna go. I'll force ya to, pal, 'cuz, I'll be all alone with my brothers, and God knows what they'll do to poor, poor, pitiful me...."

She looked up at him, sighing. "You know, you're my buddy, right? Not just my /buddy/, my bestest best buddy, right?" She wasn't sure if he knew it or not, and she was going to make sure he knew it.

[|.Mick.|]

Mickail laughed a little as she denied being jealous. He knew she wasn't of course he wouldn't let her know it. He finched abit as she nudged him in the sides. She thing asked him if he made her leave her cousins to do nothing. He nodded his head and said chipperly, "Yep that's pretty much it." He then was taking off guard as she embraced him tightly. He then patted her back lightly, as he was forced into the awkward hug. "Yeah I know," He said. He listened to her talk about a little get together thing. He then said, "I don't really have a decision, so I'll go."

"Of course I know. And you're my bestest bud," He said with a smile. "We're a duo. Like the two muskateers...Eh. You know what I'm trying to say." He knew.

[Dil]

"So, you won't like....spaz out if I tell you something, will you?" Jess knew she could trust her buddy with this little...'secret', but she wasn't sure how well he would take it. Well, knowing Mick as well as she did, he would probably change the subject to ease their conversation, but she was just being a bit too hopeful. She looked back to the ground and smiled as she thought about how close they were. Two peas in a pod, cheese and brocolii, chocolate and ice cream...yeah, True Blue Duo. "Yeah, I know what ya mean, pally."

[x.x -dies- Shortness!]

[|.Mick.|]

Mickail raised an eyebrow and looked around before saying, "Yeah I guess not..." He couldn't help but wonder what exactly she wanted to tell him. He stuck his hands in his pockets and let out a big yawn. He then waited for her to say what she was going to say. He waited in suspense for her to spill. "Buddies forever... If we go down, we go down together," He said winking then gazing up at the sky. He thought about all things he'd been through... He wondered if there really was a greater being up there. He couldn't be too certain.

(Short also. xD)

[Dil]

"Well, Dad took me to the hospital, right? Well, they kind of found something,...." Jess sighed as she looked at Mick, then the sky as she stopped her walking, wondering what she should tell him. How could you tell someone that you have a deadly disease? How hard this was, was unreal. Shaking her head, she looked to Mick, and quickly just said it, softly at first, then a bit louder, 'til it hit her normal tone. "I......have cancer" And bam, it hit her...why did she just say that so loudly?! She knew that when everything would go down, the hypocrites would just laugh. She would have the last laugh for sure. She looked at Mick, wondering what he thought on the subject, but looked away, almost ashamed of herself.