Keep Me Together

Bite of '87 ((First Kills Part 3, Phoney Buisness Part 2, Life Alone Part 2)

((AYYY THE END OF THE TIE UPS BEFORE WE GET TO OUR MAGICAL REAL LIFE AND NOT FLASH BACKS! OH MY! FINALLY! IN SORRY I DIDNT EXPECT IT TO LAST THIS LONG BUT I HAVE SOME IDEAS STIRRING IN MY HEAD WITH A JEREMIKE STORY SO I MIGHT START THAT TOO BUT IM NOT POSITIVE IT WILL BE SOMETHING LIKE '"I-I'm not c-cute...' JereMike"

SO I MIGHT ALSO WRITE THAT BUT I BET NONE OF YOU WILL READ IT SO... YOU KNOW... MAGIC... LET US BEGIN WITH THE STORY))

Vincent's POV

I felt myself being pushed out of the way and I fell to the ground with a large thud. I heard the sounds of bones being crushed and I sat up and looked to see who it was coming from. When I saw who it was, I felt my heart tear in two. It was Mike, and he has just been bitten by the fox. "Mike!" I called out, lunging towards him. I knocked him out of the Foxes mouth, causing him to lose his frontal lobe in the process. I felt hot tears fall from my face, and I saw them fall onto his shirt. I was pulled away from his body, and I heard muffled shouts from all around me.

"Turn that animatronic off!-"

"But sir-"

"Turn the Damn animatronic OFF!"

That was so long ago. Scotts family spent the night at our house, but Scott refused to sleep in the guest room, so he slept with me. I had to comfort him during the night, holding him in my arms softly. I could feel the hot tears fall from his eyes as I softly wiped them away. He fell asleep fairly quickly, and I could feel his soft breaths as his chest slowly raised and fell. He woke up early the next morning, but he stayed in my arms. I felt a sense of comfort while holding him, as if nothing could touch us.

Mike's POV

I was in a coma, and having dreams while inside it. They weren't good ones either.

Scott's POV

I slept in Vincent's arms throughout the night, but just couldn't stop thinking about Mike. Was he going to be ok? When I fell asleep finally, I could have sworn I was blushing but I didn't care. It wasn't until early the next morning that was when we got the news that Mike was going to live, but would have fuzzy memories if what happened last night. He would start to have severe trauma whenever someone mentioned the night, so we were told not to mention it to him. He would not be able to grow hair, and his skull would be showing through the skin since they lost the skin to it completely and had to sew the remaining parts of skin to his skull. But out of all of that, he would live.

((SORRY THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG TO GET OUT IVE ACTUALLY BEEN DOING RENOVATIONS TO MY ROOM, AND WERE REDOING IT XOMPLETELY SO IVE BEEN CLEARING IT OUT THESE PAST FEW DAYS SO IT MIGHT TAKE A WHILE FOR SOME CHAPTERS TO COME OUT BUT WE WILL BE REDOING IT COMPLETELY LIKE REPAINTING THE WALLS COMPLETELY IT WILL BE BE JAPANESE STYLE WHEN WERE FINISHED AND WE HAVE THE PLANS AND IT WILL BE AWESOME))