Monkee imagines

I'm sorry... PART 2!!

You were sitting down under a shady tree, still currently sobbing your eyes out.

"Why did I do it?" You managed to choke out between sobs, "What's wrong with me, I kissed him back when I should've continued to fight. And now my relationship is ruined!"

You pulled your knees up to your chest and wrapped your arms around them, hiding your face as you tried to control the sobbing.

"Well well well.... what's a pretty girl like you doing out here?" Startled, you looked up and saw two men standing in front of you.

One of them kneeled down, so that he was face to face, "Are you lost?"

Disgusted at how bad his breath reeked of alcohol, you shook your head and stood up.

"Do you need a ride home? We'd be happy to give your a lift." The other smirked at you.

"I'm perfectly capable of walking home myself thank you." You said harshly as you turned on your heel and started to walk off.

Just when you thought you were free, a hand grabbed you by the wrist.

Squealing, you got pulled back into the alcoholics arms.

"We didn't say you could leave now, did we?" He squeezed hard on your wrist. Wincing you quickly kicked him where the sun don't shine.

"AGHHHH!" The man let you go and clutched onto his privates.

"Why you little.... grab her now!" The man that you kicked shouted to his friend.

Without hesitation, he quickly wrapped his arms around you, covering your mouth with his gloved hand.

You kicked and tried to scream but it was no use.

He opened the back door of the van and tried to push you in. Screaming through his hand, you pushed your right foot up against the door, making it harder for harder for him to push you in.

"Stop struggling! Everything will go a lot quicker if you just get this over with!" You knew what he meant, which caused you to fight harder.

Suddenly, you heard a voice. A voice that was so hard to not recognize.

"Leave her alone."

The man holding you stopped fighting with you and turned around, pulling you with him.

Blinking back tears you looked forward and saw the boys. A smile formed on your face when you saw who was in front of all of them.

"Set my girlfriend down, and no one gets hurt." Micky glared at the men.

The two men exchanged glances, before laughing.

"There may be more of you than there are of us, but we're armed unlike you long haired freaks are." You glanced over and saw the man you kicked get up and pull out a gun.

"You wouldn't you don't have the guts. And besides, you wouldn't be able to shoot all of us before we take you down." Micky smirked.

"Wanna bet?" The man said.

"Let's do this." Micky ran forward while the rest of the boys ran behind him.

"NO MICKY DONT!" You screamed, but your voice was muffled since he still had his hand on your mouth.

You watched as the man pulled the trigger, shooting Micky in the stomach as he went tumbling down.

That was the only person he shot before the rest of them tackled him to the ground, Paul taking the gun away and throwing it somewhere in the grass.

"NOOO!!" You cried as you bowed your head and slammed it back into the mans throat.

He gasped and released you just in time as Peter, Ringo, and Mike brought him down.

You ran towards Micky, who was already losing a good number of blood.

"Micky no please! I'm sorry!" You felt hot tears run down your cheeks as Micky smiled up at you.

"I know Y/N...... I forgive you." He said slowly.

"No Micky! I am really really really sorry! I didn't mean for it to happen, I just couldn't fight him off and I don't know! I was so stupid!" You watched as one of the tears fell on Mickys own cheek. "I love you Micky! So much! Just please don't leave me at the time I need and want you most!"

"I'm not going to leave, Y/N.... everything's going to be okay. I promise." He shakily grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips, softly kissing it.

Sniffling, you took him in your arms and rocked back and forth, foreheads touching.

"I'm not going to let you go Micky, I swear." You hugged him tighter.

He didn't respond.

You opened your eyes and looked at him.

"Micky?" You shook him lightly. No response.

"Micky?! Oh my god Micky no! Not here not now!" You shook him harder before screaming out to the boys who finished off the two men, "HELP!!!"

..........

Micky was taken to the hospital and recovered but he did need a lot of blood after losing so much.

You were by him each and everyday, making sure that he would never leave your side.

He smiled up at you as you returned his smile.

"I love you so much, Y/N."

"Me too Micky. Me too."