Fixing Myra.

Just How Rough His Life Is.

*Myra's POV*

We stayed up for a little longer before Lacey and I decided to go to bed.

We talked for a little while about what happened.

I had never felt so comfortable around a guy who wasn't Nate, Brady, or my brothers.

It was a new experience and I was so happy to share it with Drake.

"I threatened him by the way." she said.

"Uh, why?"

"Because Myra. I don't really have many friends, so meeting you was a blessing for me. You're pretty much my bestfriend. And you trust him now. So I told him not to hurt you!"

I smiled at her. "Bestfriend." I held my pinky up.

"The best." She wrapped her pinky around it and we went to sleep.

We woke up around 7 and I decided to just throw on a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt with my hair in a bun. I had training tonight so it was just easier not to go full girl today.

We walked down the stairs. "How do you make lazy look good?" Drake asked.

"Practice." I said kissing him on the cheek. "Don't forget, straight here after practice. Mitch said we're not sparing until you guys get here."

"Why do Cooper and I have to be here?" Jordan asked.

"Makes her focus more." Blake smiled at me.

Lacey and I got in the jeep and met the guys at school. I drove because they had football tonight since tomorrow was their first game.

For once in my entire life science flew by. I was grateful for that!

I walked in to computer science and sat with Mikey.

"Good morning." I smiled at him.

He sat with his head down. He was asleep.

"Mikey." I shook him.

His head popped up. "Huh? What?"

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, just didn't get much sleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

The teacher walked in and told us the systems were down today so we were taking notes.

"So we're all going to go to the mall Saturday. Want to come?" I asked him

"Really?"

"Yeah, Lacey and I have to find Homecoming Dresses. It's only 2 weeks away." I smiled.

"Uh, sure!"

"Here." I said taking his phone. "Now my numbers in there! Call me later and I'll let you know what time. Or even just call if you need anything or want to talk." I smiled.

We spent the rest of class talking about what color dress I should wear and he was actually super good with things like that.

The bell rang and the next thing I know it's the end of the day.

It was kind of nice driving home alone quietly.

I walked in the house and Mitch and Johnny were already waiting with my parents who were now home.

"Go get dressed girl. We got work to do." Mitch smiled.

"I'm wearing this. Just have to take my sweatshirt off."

"So prepared this one." My dad said putting me in a head lock and rubbing his knuckles across my head.

He let me go and laughed as we walked outside.

Training went as normal until the guys got there.

They showed up around 5:45 and my dad threw the gloves at me.

Mitch and I got in the ring. Music played, and we went pound for pound with my dad and Johnny yelling different combinations for me to throw.

I heard cooper say "Remind me not to pick on her anymore."

Mitch called the fight after an uppercut to his chest.

We said our goodbyes to the boys as we went in and ate dinner.

We had typical family small talk until I went upstairs to shower.

I got out and saw a text from Drake.

D; Have I told you how beautiful you are today?

M; Not yet but I expected it.

D; Are you coming to the first game tomorrow?

M; Of course!

D; Great. So, do you want to spend the night here after the mall on Saturday?

M; At your house?

D; Yeah, I always stay at your house. I want you to spend the night here. Taylor misses you!

M; I think I could manage that (;

D; No, no winky face. Just spending the night.

M; But,

D; No buts! It's not happening again until you're fully ready.

M; I was perfectly ready.

D; You scared the crap out of me by not talking to me for 20 minutes.

M; Ugh fine. Goodnight.

D; goodnight (:

It was about 10:30 when I fell asleep, only to be woken up at 2 Am by someone calling me. I wiped my eyes and answered my phone.

MY; Hello?

MI: Myra?"

MY: Is this Mikey?

MI: Yes. Are you awake?

MY: I am now, are you ok?

MI: I need your help.

MY: Mikey what's wrong?

MI: My mom and step dad came home drunk and they're fighting.

MY: Are you ok?

MI: Myra he hit my mom!

I heard someone screaming in the back round. "Who you on the phone with boy?"

MI: Leave me alone Jeff!

MY: Mikey?

MI: Myra I need your help.

MY: Turn on your location.

Mikey started screaming and hung up the phone.

I jumped out of my bed and ran to my parents door.

I tiptoed through the door and over to my dad's side.

I got down on my knees and shook him "Dad."

He rustled. I shook him again "Dad wake up."

He rolled over. "Myra, what the hell."

"I need your help." I said rushing him.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"My friend Mikey just called me and told me his mom and step dad came home drunk."

"People drink Myra."

"He said his step dad hit his mom and then I heard a lot of screaming Dad."

He got out of bed. "Do you know where he lives."

I checked my phone. "His locations turned on."

He threw a shirt on and we got in the truck.

We drove what was supposed to be a 15 minute drive in about 5.

We got to his house and out of the truck and heard screaming.

"Get off me!" we heard from the house.

"Dad that's Mikey!"

"Call 9/11" My dad said running toward the door with me close behind him on the phone.

I told the operator what was going on and hung up the phone. "They're on their way."

"Good." My dad said raising his foot. Next thing I knew Mikey's front door was on the ground and I saw a man sitting on top of Mikey with his hand in the air.

"Who the f**k are you?" The man yelled.

My dad ran through the opening and picked the man up and threw him against the wall.

"You want to beat on someone. Why don't you swing at me instead of your son tough guy!"

I ran over to Mikey picking him up off the floor.

"He's not my son!" The man yelled trying to push my dad.

My dad slammed him against the wall. "Wrong! The minute you married that boys mom he became your son!"

Just then two officers came running in to the house! "What's going on here?"

One of them looked at us. "Michael?"

"Hi officer Truitt."

"What the hell happened?"

He told the officers what happened and they arrested his mother and step father.

They made us all come down to the police station.

Apparently Mikey's dad was a police officer as well whose been fighting his mom for custody since he was 7. The judge placed him with his mom time after time. Turns out his mom and step dad were drug addicts. He was away for training so he wouldn't be able to get here till later today since it was already 3:30 in the morning.

"He's going to have to stay here until his father gets here."

"He cant stay here." I told the officer

"He has to honey. He's got no where to go until his dad gets here."

I looked at my dad. "Dad he cant sleep in a police station."

My dad looked at the officer. "He could come home with us. You can have his dad call me. The kids been through way to much to sleep in an uncomfortable police station."

The officer called his dad who was already on his was and gave him the go ahead.

We got to the house and I got Mikey's face cleaned up. I got him pillows and blankets to sleep on the couch until his dad got here.

I sat down on the other end of the couch.

My dad told me I needed to go to bed since it was 4:15 in the morning.

I wasn't leaving this spot.

My dad went up to tell the boys and my mom what happened and that we had a guest.

*Blake's POV*

I felt someone shaking me. "Blake." I rolled over and saw my dad.

"What?" I said stretching my arms.

"Your friend Mikey's down stairs."

"Why?" I asked.

"He called Myra a few hours ago. His step dad came home drunk and started beating on him and his mom."

I sat up instantly. "Is he ok?"

"He's alright.."

"And My?"

"She's fine too. But you try to get her to come up and go to bed."

I already knew there was no way in hell I was getting her up here.

"I'll try."

"Thank you. I need to go talk to your mom."

*Myra's POV*

He was getting settled on the couch when Blake came in the living room.

"Hey Mikey." he said sitting in the chair.

"I'm sorry for the issues tonight." Mikey said sitting up.

"Don't apologize. Are you ok?" Blake asked.

"Thanks to your dad and Myra, yeah." He smiled at me.

"My you should probably go get some sleep. We have to get to school in a few hours."

"I'm fine here. I'm not leaving him until his dad's here."

Myra you can--" Mikey said, I cut him off.

"I'm not leaving you alone."

"I've slept My, I'll sit with him" Blake told me.

"I'm staying right here until his dad picks him up."

"Myra, he's safe, and comfortable."

"I don't care Blake. I'm not leaving this spot."

"Honey he's right. You need to get some sleep." my mom said walking in to the living room looking at Mikey. "Oh lord honey. Can I get you something? Water? Something to eat?" She asked him.

"Water would be great, Myra I'm ok. You can go to bed."

"I'll go to bed when your dad gets here and I know you're ok."

My mom, dad, and Blake looked at me defeated.

"You don't need to go to school today. Stay with your friend." My mom smiled and handed Mikey a bottle of water.

"They wont let you to the game if you're not in school." Blake added.

"Some things are more important." I said looking at Mikey then Blake again. "I'm fine right here." 

They all went up to bed and Mikey fell asleep shortly after. I couldn't sleep.

When the lunch lady said he's had a rough life this isn't what I expected. I don't know how someone could be so cruel to hit his step son. Or let alone let someone hit their child. How could someone chose drugs and alcohol over their child. How could the system fail someone when even I could see something was wrong earlier today.

A few hours went by until everyone was up but Mikey. Everyone who walked in to the living room I shook my head no at and pointed out of the room.

My brothers came and kissed me on the cheek and told me they were leaving for school.

My parents were leaving on a business trip for a few days, leaving after the boys game and were in the kitchen eating.

I heard them from the living room.

"She hasn't slept Sheila." My dad said.

"Did you expect her to leave that boys side?" she asked him.

"No, I guess not. We did a good job with her. She's always doing the best she can for others."

"They all do Bruce. We did good with all of them."

I smiled and went back to watching TV.

*Drake's POV*

I was in the hallway when I saw Blake and Micha walk in.

They walked over to Jordan and I.

"Hey guys."

"Where's Myra?" I asked

They looked at each other. "She's not coming today." Blake said.

"She didn't text or call this morning?" Micha asked.

"No? Is she alright?" I asked.

"She's fine, but-"

"Guys!" Cooper yelled running to us. "Did you guys hear about the cops going to Mikey's last night?"

"Wait what?" I asked.

"Uh yeah." Blake looked at the floor. "That's why Myra's not coming."

I got nervous. "Guys what's going on?"

"Mikey called Myra at 2:30. His mom and step dad came home drunk, or strung out. But his step dad hit his mom and he didn't know who to call so he called My."

"Why wouldn't he call the police?" Cooper asked.

"His dad's a cop and I guess he didn't want his dad to find out because he's away for training. But when he called, Myra heard screaming so she went and woke up my dad. My dad kicked the door in after Myra called 9/11 to make sure they were coming." Micha said.

"Oh god!" Jordan said.

"Mikey's at the house right now. His step dad did a number on him and Myra wouldn't let him sleep at a police station. She wont leave his side until his dad gets there. She hasn't even slept." Blake put his head down.

"But he's ok right?" I asked.

"He said he was ok but I think that was just to try to get Myra to go to bed. She wouldn't. You should text her." Blake said.

I pulled out my phone.

D; how's Mikey?

M; He's still asleep. I'm sorry I didn't call or text.

D; don't. you had enough to deal with.

M; I'm sorry I have to miss your first game.

D; My it's ok. I'll see you after. The guys want to do a movie night.

M; But it's your first game Drake. I really wanted to be there.

D; some things are more important. this was definitely more important than a football game. I don't even want to go now.

M; don't even think about it! I'll be on facetime with my dad the whole time.

D; no, you need to sleep. are you ok? where's your head at?

M; I'm just trying to wrap my head around how someone could do this to their child.

D; someone with no heart Myra.

M; I've never been so thankful to have the parents I do.

D; I know the feeling.

M; get to class dear. I'll let you know when his dads here.

"So?" Jordan asked. "Is Mikey ok?"

"He's still asleep."

"You guy's sister is something else." Cooper smiled and shook his head as we walked to our class. "She's gonna change the world some day with that big ass heart."

And she doesn't even know it yet.

*Myra's POV*

It was about 11:00 when Mikey woke up.

"Hey." I said sitting up handing him a glass of water.

"Hi." he said grabbing the glass. "Thank you so much."

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm alright. Thanks to you and your dad." He said as I handed him some ibuprofen.

"How long has this been happening Mikey?" I asked making him look at me.

He put his head down. "It started again a few months ago."

"Oh Mikey."

"It's ok Myra. Once they started using again and they found out I was gay--"

"What?" I asked.

"Not many people really know." he said. "James in our comp science class and I, we've been seeing each other for a while."

"He's cute!" I said smiling at him.

"I know right!" He smiled.

"Does your dad know?" I asked.

"Yeah, he does." He said sitting up. "He knew before I told him. He came to me one day and told me he loved me regardless of the answer, then asked me if I was attracted to boys. I told him I was and that I was seeing someone. He hugged me and told me he was so excited to meet him."

"That's great."

"I'm just happy it's over now and I can live with my dad full time."

"He should be here in a few minutes. He called my dad 20 minutes ago."

"Is he mad?" He asked me.

"At you? No. Does he sound like he's going to commit murder? Yes."

"I figured as much. Your dad kind of reminds me of him. Willing to do anything to help someone. That's why he became a cop. When your dad kicked the door in last night I was so relieved to see you."

"You can always count on me to be there for you."

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Hi deputy Farno." My dad said greeting him.

"After last night, you can call me Rich."

"Bruce." I knew my dad was shaking his hand at this point. "He's in the living room with my daughter. That's who he called last night." He said as they walked in the living room.

"Hi dad." Mikey said siting up all the way up.

"You ok buddy?" he asked.

"I'm ok. Thanks to Myra and her dad."

His dad walked over to me. "Thank you so much for being there for my boy."

"It was all my dad sir. All I did was answer my phone."

"Yes, but answering that phone could've saved his life."

"He's my friend. Ill always answer when he calls."

"Then I'm happy he has a friend like you." He said leaning down and hugging me.

"I'm happy to have a friend like him." I smiled.

He stood up. "I took the weekend off. Why don't we get out of town for a few days. Maybe go see Gram?" He asked Mikey.

"That'd be great Dad!" Mikey smiled.

"Well, call James. She's dying to meet him."

I couldn't help but smile.

I walked them both to the door.

"I'll text you later Myra." he said hugging me. "Thank you so much for everything."

"Always buddy." I smiled.

I closed the door and started walking to my kitchen where my parents were.

All the emotions were starting to come out. I walked in the kitchen with tears on my face.

My parents were standing at the counter when my dad turned around. "Honey? What's the matter?" He asked as my mom turned around.

I ran to my parents and hugged both of them at once. "Honey what's wrong?"

I couldn't say anything. Anything other than "Thank you."

"For what?" My dad said.

"For loving me and protecting me. No matter what."

They put their arms around me "We're your parents baby. That's our job."

I let go.

"I'm going to go take a bath."

"Ok honey. Get some rest too."

I got up to my room and got undressed.

I put my robe on and sat on my bed.

I never made it to the tub.

I fell asleep.