Michael x Ennard Oneshots (Smut, Fluff, Angst)

Remember me (Angst and fluff)

(Kind of a sequel to Rain...spin off, maybe? I have no idea, but they're somewhat similar!)

TW: Mentions of blood, suicide, graphic details, memory loss, etc. Pls skip this chapter if you're not comfortable with these types of themes!

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It was over for Mike. Mary had cornered him, and there was no escape.

"You're fucking dead, Afton. Noah never wanted you, you're such a dumbass for believing he did. I mean, why would someone like Noah be interested in a spoiled whore?" Mary spat.

Mike knew she was just jealous and speaking nonsense--however, this didn't stop him from believing she may not be wrong.

Her point made sense, Noah was too good for him. But Mike didn't think anyone could confidently say Mary was better for Noah than himself.

This fact was probably what made Mary the angriest--and Michael could tell based on the way she was about to bash his head in.

The bat Mary held in her hands was already bloodied, with Mike being it's victim. He was unlucky enough to be caught by Mary whilst in town and forced to fight her with his bare hands.

They were now in the back of an alley--unless someone heard them, nobody was coming back there to save Mike.

She'd already whipped the bat down on his arm, most definitely causing a break. Unfortunately, that was his right arm--his dominant.

Mike didn't know how to fight with his left very well, but that didn't matter anyway because Mary didn't care how much she got hurt if it meant Michael was injured more so.

"You really are a sad little f-g, you don't even have anything to say about the fact your 'boyfriend' is only with you for laughs. If I were you, I'd just kill myself now." Mary laughed.

Michael was nearly awestruck at her words. It was almost funny how jealous she was, and he could see it clearly now.

"But me telling you that doesn't even matter, because I'll do the honors for you." She said, before holding up the bat and slamming it into Mike.

His sitting position up against a wall couldn't do him much good in defending himself. Michael tried his best, however, and stuck his arm up right where Mary had swung her bat.

The thick wooden stick hit his wrist and with a sickening crack, his bones were broken.

Mike's eyes widened in pain, tears instantly forming. His guard was let down now, and Mary took that opportunity to plummet the bat into his head, her second attempt.

He had no way of protecting himself--blood was instantly splattered everywhere as Mike lost consciousness.

Mary laughed at his mangled body, it was what he deserved. She heard heavy footsteps coming from behind her and nearly regretted her decision to attack Mike as she got tackled to the ground.

"You crazy bitch, what the fuck is wrong with you!?" Noah screamed, on top of Mary and strangling her neck.

"W-What are you talking about..? It was all an accident! Trust me!" She nervously laughed, smiling the best she could as she struggled for air.