Michael and you were sworn enemies, in the eyes of other people and in your own eyes. But sometimes, when you needed each other, you sought each other out.. And the other one was available.

Today Micheal, at night, was at home. It was raining, and he was having a very, very, loud argument with his parents. When it was over, he left the house, calling you.

I dialed your number in the raindrops, my hands shaking. I wanted you to come and get him and get him out of here. When you answered, he smiled. —"Hey.."