Mikey Way Young Novels & Stories

Mikey on the other hand let a laugh slip. “I’m sorry. I know it isn’t funny, but the pun was well said by the young lady.” Said Mikey. The little girl smiled at his comment and looked proud. “This is Katie.” Said Mark, gesturing towards the little girl. Katie put her hand up and waved hello. “Hi Katie.” Mikey and I said in unison. “How old are you?” I asked in a kind tone. “I’m twelve.” She said proudly. “Are you excited for the fundraiser?” asked Mikey.

He clears his throat, and I feel myself crumbling, but Jessica takes my hand, squeezing it tightly as he speaks. “Mike Clody, known to most as Mikey, was quite the young man. He played high school football in this very town and was offered a full-ride scholarship to play college ball,” he pauses, his smile appearing, “But he didn’t want to leave his family or this town. He made roots here and a life. He was loved by so many and will be truly missed.” Mikey’s mom whimpers beside us, and her husband hugs her tightly. “I’m here,” Jessica whispers next to me. It shouldn’t bring me so much comfort, but it does. Mikey’s last wish is even being met right now; only we are taking care of each other.

He cautiously walks towards us, no more running for this little guy, and once he was in front of me, he wipes his hands on his shorts once again before touching my tummy. “Wuna,” he said happily. Drake kneeled down and spoke with Mikey. “Did you get hurt? Do you feel any pain?” Drake asks. Mikey shook his head no. “Mwikey is stwong,” he showed Drake his tiny little arms and biceps letting Drake know that he was strong. “Wow, Mikey is a big boy now,” Drake said. Mikey nodded in agreement. “A big boy who can’t read,” Nori said as he approach us.

Young Ho again appeared in the room and replied, “Yup, you got that right, fisher boy” Mihi jumped on Young Ho’s arm hugging him like her younger brother. “Thank you so much, baby bro” said Mihi happily. “Anything for you, sweetie. Although, he doesn’t deserve you but you love him so I have to bear him too!!” said Young Ho looking at Jaemin like he is a piece of shit and Jaemin was also giving him sharp looks. “Well, eat it. It is tried and tested on a special lab animal named Hyun Jin, so yeah it works. Mihi please take his picture when he eats it” said Young Ho in a mischievous tone and Mihi removed her cell phone.

They stared at Henry, then snapped their gazes back to me, looking back and forth, as if trying to process what they had just heard. "Wait, Henry... Mom?" Marcus asked, unable to stop his eyebrows from shooting up. "How does that even work? She looks younger than us!" "She's still a student!" Jace chimed in. Henry slammed the ice bucket down onto the bar table with just enough force to make a sharp clatter, a sound that made my heart leap in my chest. He crossed his arms and looked at me, a cruel, mocking smirk carving into his lips as he stared directly into my eyes.

Am I ever gonna stop seeing my little brother out of the corner of my goddamn eye? “You know, I didn’t think Dante was ever going to be boss,” Mikey says. “What?” I knew since the first day I met him. “Did you see him in college?” I nod. “He had a career in football if he wanted it.” Mikey stares at the horizon. “One in business too, proper business. He pulled grades like no kid I’ve ever seen in the life.” The grades, I fucking remember. Back then, I’d seriously considered throttling him so he’d stop coming home with a higher GPA to compare to my higher body count.

Mike would not miss this opportunity; he immediately picked up the little body and headed for the stairs that would lead them to the master suite. They were now in a villa in Italy. Mike deliberately booked the villa to get in on the action, his hands going straight to the action. Taking off all the clothes of a twenty-one-year-old woman, Mike will always look for young women from 18 to 21 years old because they are still stupid and innocent in the eyes of 27-year-old Mike.

“But man was Spin fucking mad” “Anyway… Are we heading back to your place soon?”, she asks, then turns to Jonny. “I wanna call Mikey but I doubt your little brother is going to leave me alone long enough to FaceTime him and I don’t need a jealous Mikey… He’s no fun”! I just shake my head at how immature Meme still is. Kudos to Mikey for putting up with that! “He’s a typical horny twenty-one-year-old”, Jonny says.

I knew that it was close to impossible for anyone to help me find him with the limited information that I had…but still… I’m just not willing to give up. I can’t give up on him…even after all this time… “His name is Mikey. He’s roughly 7 or 8 years older than me so…right now he should be around 32 or 33 years old. He’s got auburn red hair and very beautiful green eyes…he’s kind and always takes care of me…” I tried my best to describe the person that I was looking for.