Vics POV
Max falls asleep and I walk back out into the hallway. I was referring to Mike. Him and Tony broke up because he likes max but there still best friends. He walks downstairs.
"Dude he likes Andy let it go." Tony smacks him. "Tell him you like him." Mike rolls his eyes.
"I'm 25. He's 18." I roll my eyes. "Love isn't age." He just sighs.
"I'm not telling him. I'm his fuvking uncle. Just let it go." He runs up to his room. Tony runs after him. They'll probably end up getting back together. But I've never seen mike so flustered and upset. Poor guy.
Tony walks downstairs.
"Has mike ever cried?" I shake my head. "Well he is. He's just upset." I nod. "I feel bad for him." He nods. "Tony do you like someone." Tony just shakes his head quickly. He walks quickly into the living room where jaime is.
I just walk upstairs. "Mike are you okay?" He nods. "Mike your not okay." He sighs. "I don't like him that much. I'm just stressed." I nod rubbing his shoulder.
"I know mike." He rubs his face with his hands. "But he likes Andy and I'm 25. I'm older then him by 7 years." I sigh at him. He's so stressed. I walk to my room.
I remember mike as a teenager.
He was just as rebellious as max but he had his limit. I mean he snuck pot and cigarettes but he didn't get a tattoo till he was 18.
Max is actually a good kid he's just Doing some bad things with his life.
I hope he does better.
