"What the FUCK," Mikey says storming into my room. I wipe the tears from my eyes and sit up in my bed.
"Do you realize how fucking reckless and stupid your actions were tonight," Mikey continues to fume. I have never seen him this mad before, and never mad at me.
"Mikey I- I just," I try to think of something to say.
"NO Y/N! YOU DON'T GET TO MAKE AN EXCUSE FOR THIS! You could have been taken! You could have never gotten back! God you scared the living shit out of us. Ray tried to fucking stop you! Why didn't you stop!" Mikey says pacing the room.
"I just....wanted to be alone," I answer looking at my hands. I know that I was little dramatic but I just didn't want to listen to Gerard anymore.
"Alone. Really? Because the way I am looking at it is you were being childish," Mikey answers. This is not him, he doesn't talk to me like this.
"Fuck you Mikey. You really wanted me to sit there and listen to Gerard talk to me like that and be ok with it? All he does is belittle me! Sorry if I wanted to get away from that," I answer back.
"We were handling it! Ray was taking him out of the situation! There was no need for you to just storm off," Mikey says.
"REALLY BECAUSE THAT HAS WORKED SO WELL FOR SO LONG! He is insufferable! HE WON'T STOP MIKEY!" I yell feeling tears to form in my eyes. I hear the door open, Mikey and I look toward the door as Ray walks in.
"Oh thank God you are here," Ray says running over to me and giving me a hug. The comfort and the care of Ray made me cry even more.
"Shhh Y/n why are you crying? Mikey what did you say. I already had to reprimand one Way tonight," Ray says.
"Ray you can't be ok with her running off into the night DRUNK. In a city that we don't know," Mikey says as I bury my face farther into Ray's chest.
"Ok yes, Mikey I get that. She shouldn't have run off, but she ran back here. She is ok. There is no need to act like Gerard toward her," Ray says in a stern voice.
"Whatever. I have to go deal with Gerard anyway. God knows that he is in a worse state than her," Mikey says.
"What's wrong with him," I say lifting my head from Ray's chest to look at them. I see Mikey's face turn even madder.
"WHAT IS GOOD WITH HIM! HE IS DRUNK ALL THE TIME NOW! HE DOESN'T LISTEN TO ANYONE. He is mean to you for no reason and then says flirty shit just because he finds it amusing! He doesn't have any care for anyone but himself. Him and Lyn-Z are always fighting. We have a tour coming up and he is our frontman and can't get through a fucking day. So tell me Y/n, what do you think his issue is," Mikey says walking toward the door.
"Is that true Ray," I say looking over to Ray who looks guilty.
"I- it's really not my place to say. Gerard defiantly isn't in his right mind right now. I know that Frank and Mikey have been trying to talk to him but it's not really working," Ray says.
"You should go try to help. I'm ok," I say moving away from Ray.
"No Y/N I am not going to leave you here to sit alone upset," Ray says standing his ground.
"I will be ok truly. You should see if you can help," I say sending him a smile. After a few back and forth Ray finally agrees and goes to see if he can help while I try to get some sleep
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The flight back went...fine. I didn't really talk to the boys a lot. I could tell there was tension between all of them but especially me. Mikey and I haven't talked since he came into my hotel room and we have to shoot the rest of the music video this weekend.
