"I need you, Mikey. I can't lose you, not even for a second. I'll fully lose myself without you. Please, come back to me. I need you. I need you."
JJ ran straight to Banana Kid and Carrie's house, firmly ignoring his aching sides because of the non-stop effort. A deep horror and anxiety edged in his mind that Mikey would take what he'd said earlier to heart, and he'd lose him permanently.
"I can't have that. I can't have that!"
He skidded to a halt at the stairs leading up to the door of the house. He didn't even bother to knock, and burst through it instantly. It had been unlocked, making the job easier.
JJ didn't have to look around much before he found Mikey sitting on the couch, with Banana Kid kneeled down across from him, holding Mikey's hand as he comforted him. Right as he came in, both of them flinched and turned to face the intruder, and Banana Kid shot up in alarm.
"Touching my boyfriend again, I see?" JJ managed through gritted teeth, a newfound rage forming as he glared at the shocked and nervous individual standing just a little bit away from him. Banana Kid began to shake, not knowing how he should approach this situation. But thankfully, Mikey spared him that by intervening.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, scared and genuinely confused. "You told me to run and not come back, and you're here not even a few minutes later breaking into Banana Kid's house?"
JJ turned to face Mikey, the desperation returning to his eyes.
"I made a mistake." He claimed. "A stupid, impulsive mistake. The moment you left, I was met with a hallucination telling me to kill myself. He t-tried to take my knife and kill me with it- remember last night? I could actually feel the pain, Mikey, I could feel it! I was so s-scared I'd feel the agony of being stabbed, despite it being a figment of my imagination! This is the kind of danger I'm in, and I was an idiot to think of letting my only distraction go for no good reason! Please, you h-have to come back; I'll completely lose my mind without you. The voices, t-they're telling me to end my life with you gone. Saying that I have nothing else to live for. I don't want to die or feel anymore pain, Mikey. I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm so scared! All the time, every second, I think about dying- about having nightmares; suffering, feeling excruciating pain as killer clowns torture me to death. I swear to god, they're taunting me! I'll endure that and so much worse on January 12th! It keeps drawing closer, and I can't stop it! I just want it to be over! I just want everything to be over!"
Mikey left the couch and embraced him before he could extend his rant. He then flashed Banana Kid a desperate and hopeless look, as he genuinely no longer knew what to do about this anymore. Banana Kid watched back with disturbance and still fresh shock.
"JJ..." Mikey rasped. "I'm sorry but- I don't know. I don't know what to do."
JJ lifted his head from Mikey's chest and looked into his eyes.
"But I do." He said, his gaze progressively becoming more passionate. "I don't know how many times I have to say it, but you're the only thing keeping me together. I need you to stay with me to keep me afloat amidst all of this trauma I'm enduring. Please Mikey, just cooperate. I don't know why you keep trying to leave me."
"I'm not trying to leave you." Mikey explained. "The only times I'm not with you are for a few hours while I either get fresh air, or recover after you've hurt me. Other than that, I have been nothing but loyal to you. I still am. The reason I'm here now is because you told me to leave and not come back, and I did it not only because of that, but because you nearly stabbed me just minutes ago! I was so terrified, that I just did what you told me to do. I couldn't think beyond that."
