The Only One For You. || Pete x Mike [PIKE]

{~Chapter17~}

~PetePOV~

I awoke to Mike bursting through my door to tell me something as usual, something about school not being on and my foster parent on Saturday, "Ok, bye love ya!" He said shutting the door, that got my face feeling all warm and fuzzy, 'I hate this conformist feeling.' I complained getting out of bed and changing out of the clothes I'd been wearing for the past week, 'Do I even have any other clothes?' I asked myself as I scanned my room, bag and closet, 'Apparently not. Mike has clothes.' I thought, "No that would be conformist... Sharing is conformist but stealing isn't.." I convinced myself as I snuck into his room shutting the door behind me, 'Closet, closet closet, ah! Clothes draw!' I thought while opening the draw I remembered was the one with clothes in it, 'Most of these look vampiric, ugh, this one is straight up Count Dracula.' I tried not to laugh, 'Conformist conformist conformist, lame lame lame. This one's good!' I thought, pulling out black jeans similar to mine, and a grey T-shirt with a collar, a little like mine. I put them on and my neck piece, and walked downstairs to meet with the other goths at the village inn.

Waiting at the village inn I saw Mike and his friends walking past a few times, they never once came in though, fortunately as I spotted the other goths walking in a few seconds later, "Hey." Michael said, "Hey.." I responded, "Where's your sleeves?" Firkle asked, "What?.. oh uhh, my other clothes were too disgusting to wear, I hadn't taken them off in a week, this was the only other thing I had." I responded, "Ugh, that is disgusting." Henrietta said, "I just said that-, ugh whatever, just sit down, I had some thoughts about that night at the school." I said, "And how can we be so sure that, that Vampqueer isn't sucking your d*ck under the table?" Micheal asked, "Because that makes me want to throw myself off a bridge and break my neck, besides he's out with his friends." I responded as they sat down, "Oh, did you guys break up or something?" Michael asked again, "No, what is your deal with me and Mike anyway? You're not the secret accomplice of Cartman are you?" I questioned, "What? No! I just hate love, and romance, I hate the idea of participating in it and I hate seeing it, and it has you, this is just like the emo thing!" He reasoned, "No, I'm still goth. Can we stop talking about this and more about what happened at the school?" I asked, "Fine, let's continue. What about that orange kid, he didn't seem scared." Henrietta stated, "No, he was high, someone set a trap for him to pretty much chock himself to death with the smoke." I reasoned, we continued talking about who we thought it could be in on the whole school thing until we finished our coffee, and ordered more and continued talking always coming to a dead end on the suspect list.

~MikePOV~

Sitting down on the grass at Stark's pond, Bloodrayne began explaining what happened at the school to Larry, and then began explaining what she knew to both of us, "And that's basically what happened at school.." she sighed, "I MISSED ALL THAT?!" Larry exclaimed, "Yea it was awful." I said, "Did you see anything to do with me on the wall?" He asked, "I didn't, did you?" I asked Bloodrayne, "Yes, actually that's what I was holding when I left, all the posters of me and Larry I had found further down the hall." She said, "Oh cool! Wait, just you and Larry? Not to be self absorbed per se, but, what about me?" I asked, "Right, that's what I wanted to talk about.." she started, "Go on.." I encouraged, "Well, there was no posters of you at all, or Pete for that matter." She explained, "I mean there was some of Pete on the floor but skipping over that, do you know why there were none of me?" I asked, "Yes, remember how you beat up Cartman?" She asked, "Yea?" I answered, "I think he did all of that, and I know that he was about to read out everyone's darkest secrets, everyone who had 'done him wrong' that is." She explained, "Oh f*ck, wait so now everyone at school knows all of my secrets?" I asked, "Yes.." she sighed, 'Oh f*ck. What about Pete, I mean our relationship was technically my secret too, does that mean everyone knows about us?' I panicked, "Mike, are you ok?" Bloodrayne asked, "I- uhh, Vampir, and yes I'm fine." I answered, "Oh right, my bad." She apologized, "It's fine. Do you also know why everyone was screaming?" I asked, "Screaming? No, yelling I get, there was probably a few couple fights, but screaming? What like scared or fear?" She asked, "Yea, Pete said he heard everyone go from yelling out of anger, to screaming out of fear in like two seconds, he has no idea why, because he ripped the speaker off the wall of the room he was in." I responded, "No I don't, we'd have to ask around to find that out." She suggested, "You know what? I think I like living in the dark, I honestly, don't want to know anything about what happened there, or anything else." Larry said, "Why wouldn't you want to know?" I asked, "Because if the person doing this was always watching everyone, for the better part of a year, just to get dirt on that person, then that's not someone I want to get involved with, in anyway." Larry explained, me and Bloodrayne looked at each other then nodded, 'He's right, angering someone like that, is pretty much a death sentence, I don't want Cartman knowing that we know anything about what happened that day, because I never want to find out what happens to the people who know everything.' I thought before responding, "You're right! Let's keep our mouths shut and stop trying to figure out what happened. Because from now on, nothing happened.", "Nothing happened." Bloodrayne said, "Nothing happened." Larry agreed, I then texted Pete to tell him what to do.