Toxic Decent (Hollywood Undead FanFic)

She will be okay.

~Jae~

I let out a sigh. He continued to plead, "Could you either please come home, or please let me come get you?"

"I'll come whenever I want to." I walk down the street, towards a stoplight.

"It's dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to you. Could you just please let me come get you?" Kurlzz begged.

I thought about it for a minute. I was too upset to even see Shelby. Probably even too upset to see the Hollywood Undead members. I wasn't sure if I wanted to see my boyfriend.

"Fine."

"Okay. Where are you?"

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~Da Kurlzz~

"I know where she is." I say as soon as Shelby picks up the phone.

I hear her sigh in relief. She told me that she would meet me where I was going to pick Mya up. After hanging up, Jorel looked at me.

"I'm surprised she listened to you." FunnyMan said, chuckling slightly. He was still sitting in the same position he was from an hour ago. I turned a left.

Of course she was going to listen. Jae always seemed to listen to me, and if she didn't, it was because she was too upset. This reaction shows me that she wasn't that mad.

I drove down the streets, trying to ditch the traffic. Jorel helped me look for the street that she was on, examining the small green signs as we drove passed them. Soon, Jorel sat up in his seat, pointing a finger to the left, "There's the street!"

It was a sharp turn, and I missed the sidewalk by inches. The car hit a puddle near the curb, splashing up into the air and getting others wet or missing them by a inch or millimeter. I saw a man throw his hands up in the air and give me a disgusted look, which FunnyMan took care of. He quickly rolled the window down, sticking his middle finger out for everyone to see. The man's expression quickly turned from disgust, to shocked.

Jorel laughed like never before. He was never a guy that would smile or laugh, so it was nice to see him interact with those actions. A group of teenagers laughed at the man as he got the bird almost smothered into his face. Dylan held his head up high like he had done something right.

I scanned the street for a short blond haired girl with a green sweatshirt on walking down the sidewalk. There were only people with dark clothing on, suits, or bright jogging shorts with a matching top. Some stood under buildings for cover of the rain, and others held umbrellas over their heads. Finally, I saw her by the stop light.

The traffic was terrible. I wasn't anywhere near Mya with how long it was. I groaned, and rolled my window down. Shouting would probably never help, but it was worth a shot.

"Mya!" I exclaimed. Nothing.

Jorel sighed, climbing out of the window and waving his hands, "Myyyyyyaaaaa!"

"Yo, Mia-o-Mya! Chupa mi Pito!" FunnyMan screamed out of the window.

I quickly turned to him, "Not cool."

Dylan sat there and laughed. I waved my hand in front of his face, trying to smack him. Dylan stuck his head out of the window again, "No, wait.. Matty wants you to chupa his Pito!"

Dylan started to laugh historically. I undid my seatbelt to reach back, grabbing him. J-Dog climbed back into the car, grasping my shoulders, trying to get me off Dylan. "Matthew! Stop!"

The red light turned green, and I saw Mya slowly start to walk across the street. It was like it was all in slow motion. She didn't see it coming. Jorel gasped, and I opened the car door without hesitation. I ran out and around a car, then down the sidewalk. I would never reach her in time. A large pickup truck was coming her way, and it wasn't slowing down at all.

"Babe!" I scream, making her turn around, noticing me and the truck. In that second, the truck plowed her over. I stopped dead in my tracks. The truck reached to a stop, and the driver quickly climbed out.

My heart pounded out of my chest. The two guys reached me, and before they can see what was going on I ran passed people toward her.

Jae lay there on her side, her hood down off of her head. I got to her and dropped to my knees. If we could just start this day over.. And make it change I would. Even the driver would.

I quickly pulled her limp body into my arms as I sat in the middle of the road. There was a cut above her eyebrow, which probably needed stitches. The back of her head.. It was bleeding. There was some blood smudged on her green Toxic Decent jacket.

"Mya," I whispered to her, brushing some hair out of her face, "you're going to be alright.."

Tears burned my eyes. There was that chance that she won't be alright. Maybe I was never going to see her beautiful face again, maybe I would see her again. It was a 50% chance of those two possible things.

FunnyMan and J-Dog slowly approached me. The driver of the red pickup truck stumbled over. I looked up at him.

"Is she going to be fine? I'm so sorry.." He said, shaking and stuttering. I glared at him.

I set Mya down, standing up. I trudged over to him, socking him in the face and sending him directly on his ass from the blow.

"Why'd you do this?!" I screamed, taking a step and leaning down to grab him by the collar of his shirt.

Jorel pulled me away from him, and I heard the sirens go off. Tears streamed down both of my cheeks, I shoved J away from me, then walked back over to Jae. I heard a stampede of people, and found the rest of the gang. Shelby made her way over to Jae and I.

"Oh God.. No." She dropped next to me, and Alice ran over.

"Sir, I need you to let go of her so we can transport her to the hospital. You can ride in the back with her." A guy got out of the hospital van, making his way toward us.

I started to sob. I thought I'd never see myself do this. It was crazy. All of this was crazy. I saw the man who ran over my love with a truck getting interrogated by the police. They probably were going to ask questions from me at the hospital.

Once they got Mya loaded into the van, I got in, took her hand, and prayed that she would be okay.

She will be okay.