Mikey Fucking Way

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(Andy POV)

"Wheres Patrick and Pete? Ive been blowing them up all day." I paced around the garage. It was me and Joes apartment garage but it was perfect size for practice. Everything was set up but since they hadn't showed up, Joe was on the couch.

"I don't know, maybe a surprise date or something." He shrugged. Then came in Pete. He eyes were bloodshot from either alcohol or crying or both. He was wearing dirty clothes and looked like he hadn't slept in days. His hair was crazy and he looked completely wrecked.

"What the hell man? We were supposed to start 45 minutes ago. Wheres Patrick?" I asked.

"Umm about that... Um we" And then tears. They flowed freely from his eyes and I ran to him and led him to the couch. But we didn't get all the way before he dropped down straight to his knees and just sobbed. By this time Joe was beside him.

"Buddy, what happened?" Joe asked.

"I didn't mean too... I forgot... I fucking forgot to take them... And now" More tears.

"What did you forget to take? Pete what happened?"

"I HIT HIM" He screamed and continued to cry. I was in shock. Did he just say he hit Patrick? What the hell.

"its okay, come on." Joe and I helped pick him up and sat him on the couch. I grabbed three beers and tissues. This was going to be a long night.

After he relayed us the whole story I was in utter shock. I didn't ever think that Pete would hit him. But there was more. After he left he was so sad that he went out for a drink. But not only a drink. Multiple shots, drinks, and taking god knows what kind of drugs. And that night, he went home with someone. Okay not just someone. Mikey Way. Mikey fucking way.

"I didn't know what happened til I woke up by Gerard hitting a wooden spoon on a frying pan in my ear." He said. "I didn't mean too, I was on a bunch of shit. I cant believe I did it. I hate myself."

He continued to cry and cry. After many failed attempts to calm him down we decided he should stay with us. He had no where to go anyway. After the sobs finally stopped and he fell asleep in the spare bedroom I finally relaxed in Joes arms. We were watching star wars for the millionth time. I sighed.

"I'm sure they'll work it out." Joe said assuringly. He rested his arm around my shoulders.

"How do you know? What about the band? They were going to get married. Will they still?" I was worried. And I probably shouldn't be since it isn't my relationship but I was. They were both my very good friends.

"Honey, stop worrying. It will be just fine."

"How are you so chill with this?" I asked.

" I don't know, I just think that they will work it out. They love eachother too much to be apart for so long."

"Would you ever hit me?"

"Never, if anything you would be the one to hit me."

"I love you Joe."

"I love you too Ands" I kissed him long and hard. I loved this man with everything I had.

"Now you need to get to sleep, you have that interview tomorrow." He shoed me away and I gave him a even bigger goodnight kiss.


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