I Used To Obsess Over Living, Now I Only Obsess Over You.

7.August

When you write how Pete Wentz talks and talks how Pete Wentz writes
Aka me... (( I want to be the opposite ))
Enjoy
~Michael

July 5th

Mikey was tangled in between me asleep. His soft breathes landing on my skin. I softly traced his arm smiling. We didn't do anything after the kiss. He just told me he was tired as he yawned and fell asleep. I was okay with him sleeping here along as I was with him. It seems like nobody kept watch of the cemetery anyway.

I didn't tell Gerard what had happened that night before. I didn't bother to think about how wrong doing it was. Being with Mikey that is. And I meant that in general. But I was happy and he was happy. Are days seemed to have become so much brighter, even though we hung out at cemetery every day.

Still, I had to destroy my bass and Gerard had to destroy his necklace. But I was still putting off the task. We obviously didn't know what exactly would happen to us if we broke them, just that those items were the reason we're practically locked up here.

"Um excuse me young man?" A lady, who looked just 40 was hovering over Mikey (and I guess me) as he was asleep.

"Pete?" He asked confused and sat up slowly. The women held sympathy on her face. She probably had thought Pete was some passed away man here. She wasn't exactly wrong.

"Pete's not here anymore, sweetheart." The woman put this emphasis on my name that made me uncomfortable. Like she knew exactly who I was.

Mikey took a deep breath, chest rising and falling before he got up. I was still sitting on the ground.

"Don't worry. I know." He smiled at the lady.

"Well don't forget your phone." Mikey turned around confused and looked at me. That was my phone in my invisible pocket she was talking about.

"Don't worry I got it. I'm just a little out of it." He said in his awkward, forever nastily voice.

"I understand." The woman looked at Mikey for a moment before walking away.

"I guess I better go Pete, see you later." He said loudly, he wanted the woman to here didn't he?

I simply smiled without saying anything; watching him walk away.

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August

Gerard and I were sitting at his grave, the patch were Mikey buried Gerard's necklace was now covered with grass being that it's been months since it was buried.

"I don't want to do this yet." I looked up to see Gerard carrying a shovel in his hand. Once he hugged me that one day he's been admiring the power to grab and hold and feel so much. That included picking up other people's flowers. But the people who laid them there were killing them themselves from taking it out the ground so I didn't confront him. I haven't gotten to pick out his characteristics but he was odd. He kept to himself a lot but his actions showed otherwise.

"Pete come on. We're not even supposed to be alive. You'll get over it." Gerard said quite bitterly.

"I mean..."

How was I just supposed to forget? It's a part of my life now. My afterlife But me being 'bonded' to my guitar gave me this sort of power. I could control my after life and I could be here forever. I've never done we'll with these things.

"I rather live than live forever." I said out of nowhere. But still I didn't want completely end my afterlife.

"But my life was obviously short lived, you know."