Nerd.

Jay laid in the couch with a book in hand. He had been there all day. “Mickayla?”

“Hey” She said as she walked over and sat on the arm of the couch Jay was laying on. “What book are you reading?” Mickayla didn’t know exactly how she was gonna mention to him that she wasn’t planning on going home when Michaelson House closes.

"Ah" he said holding it up so she could see the title. "The Hunger Games. Jumping on the train late." He said. "I don't know how I feel about it." He shut the book and set it on the floor. "What's up?"

Jay laid in the couch with a book in hand. He had been there all day. "Mickayla?"

Mikki was about to say something but she cleaned her mouth grabbing some oatmeal “You think I don’t want to look more alive, I would. I’m lucky they even let me out of the infirmary to get something to eat. I’m still trying to get used to this new you Jay”

“Well, looking like you’re on top of the world and smiley might help Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum lighten up a bit. I don’t know why they’re here, but I imagine it has something to do with the baby boy you popped out a while ago. I know that you have been disconnected from the pack for awhile, but I have been home for the past few months, and I can tell you one thing. If the have a grand-baby they will not want it being raised in an asylum.”

Mikki had half a mind to take the beanie off her head and throw it at him but instead she didn’t. “You’d be a mess too if you woke up from a coma not that long ago and had to learn pretty much everything all over ago and dealing with a fussy baby.” She grabbed a tray and leaned against the counter, it wasn’t that hard to tell that her legs were still weak and couldn’t exactly support her body. “Me? Lose my cool? You were the one who walked away last time…. Sure maybe I said to never talk to me or that you could never see Rhydian again but I was mad.” The brunette slid her tray across “why is mom and dad visiting anyways?”

[Mikki rounded the corner and stood outside the cafe when she her the familiar voice of her brother. Ever since their fight she had been avoiding him. She couldn’t stay outside the cafe waiting for him to leave, she was hungry and wanted to have something. The young brunette walked into the cafe straight to the line and even looking at her older brother.]

When Jay saw her he stood up and followed her to the line.”God, you look like a mess.” He said, taking the beanie from his head, and placing it on her head. “I know that you basically hate the family you we’re born in, but Mom and Dad are coming to visit. Try to keep you emotions in check, kay?” He said a bit to fast, not giving her time to talk.

What? [Kira asked as she looked up from her book. She wasn’t paying attention to what Jay was saying nor did she really care]

He pointed to the TV. “Wasn’t talking to you.”

“You and Jack kept insisting I was Mickayla and not Skylar. You’d rather have me think for the rest of my life that I was someone I’m not” She screamed after him as he walked away. “You know what Jay, fuck you, fuck mom and dad and Natalie. Don’t ever talk to me again or think that you can see my son” she hissed.

“You would, Mickayla.” He called  back before he turned the corner, and disappeared into the infirmary.

Jay sighed and shook his head. “Coming back here was a mistake. All people are doing is judging me, including you. I came back to make sure you were okay. And now that you’re here and fine and I don’t have to answer to you, so if you would please excuse me I’m going to the infirmity. Alone.”

“Am I just suppose to take you’re word that you came back here to make sure I was okay. You spent fourteen years trying to hurt me or kill me Jay. I don’t know what happened when I ran away to be with Ethan or when you were released. But I’m having a hard time taking anyone’s words especially from those who hurt me in the past. I may be here but I will never ever be fine” 

Jay's body tightened at her words, his jaw clenched, and his eyes on the floor. "If you don't think I don't hate myself and think about what I've done for the past few years every single day then your fuckin' blind. Why the fuck do you think I couldn't see you after you figured out you were Mickayla and not Skyler? I'm not some heartless monster that you so desperately want me to be. I feel guilt and pain just like every body else on this big green earth, and it eats me up inside." Jay said, running a hand though his hair, looking at the wall to the right of him, then he turned away from her, and started to walk down the hall. He did not say any more words to the girl.

"No we’re gonna talk if you like it or not" she said pulling him into their cousins old room. "What’s going on Jay. Why are you acting like your old asshole self. I thought you changed"

"Are you lying bleeding on the god damn floor? No. I’m not acting like my old self… I have fuckin’ changed."

"Lucky for you I know how to bandage shit. If your not your old asshole self then why did that happen?"

Jay sighed and shook his head. "Coming back here was a mistake. All people are doing is judging me, including you. I came back to make sure you were okay. And now that you're here and fine and I don't have to answer to you, so if you would please excuse me I'm going to the infirmity. Alone."

"Noah. That’s my name."

Natalie chuckled, and sighed. She moved her free hand to move the bracelet around his wrist until she spotted his name. “Noah huh?” She asked sarcastically when the bracelet said otherwise. “You’re not really helping yourself lying. If I let you go, are you remain calm?”

"Technically I'm not lying. My middle name is Noah, and that is what your calling me." He said, obviously calmer than before, but his voice was harsh. "Yeah whatever, but this dick needs to keep his grabby hands away from me." He said making a head gesture towards the other.

Elvis Costello is so much better.

Excuse you, but Presley is the good one. No question about it.

I'm just going to stare. What up with your hair?

"No we’re gonna talk if you like it or not" she said pulling him into their cousins old room. "What’s going on Jay. Why are you acting like your old asshole self. I thought you changed"

"Are you lying bleeding on the god damn floor? No. I'm not acting like my old self... I have fuckin' changed."