Abrin and Frank sat in his room, bored. "So, why were you moaning so much?" Abrin smirked. Frank didn't answer, he only blushed. Abrin giggled.
"N-no reason.." Frank blushed. Abrin gigged more. Frank put on a fake smirk. "What about you and Mikey?"
Abrin paused then shrugged. She knew how Frank got, and she knew he could hurt him, and thats the last thing she wanted. So instead, she shrugged. "We just talked. First I tried to get him to tell me what happened to him but he wouldn't so I told him about how Ray would want him afterwards."
"Ah," Frank nodded slightly. But the only thing on his mind was revenge. Not because Abrin just lied to him right now, but because he heard. He wanted revenge on Mikey from trying to steal his girlfriend. And he was going to get it.
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Mikey and Ray cuddled together, close to sleep. Ray was anyway. He kissed Mikey's lips and Mikey instantly kissed back. Ray smiled and pulled back. "Are you tired babe?" He asked.
Mikey didn't know whether to nod or shake his head. If he nodded Ray would go to sleep leaving Mikey alone to complete the task at hand. But if he shook his head then Ray would probably fuck him to oblivian into the mattress.
"Babe?" Mikey jumped slightly, Ray's voice bringing him back to reality. He cuddled into Ray and teared up. Ray frowned and held Mikey close. "Babe I'm so so sorry... do you want me to make it all better?" He began to smirk. Mikey nodded.
Ray straddled Mikey's hips and Mikey looked up to him with wide, innocent eyes. Ray kissed him and he immediately kissed back. He whimpered and pushed up into Ray, making Ray smirk more. "Okay babe, we'll get on with it. Just tell me to stop and I will." he cooed, sliding his hands up Mikey's shirt.
★ ★ ★The Next Day★ ★ ★
Mikey slowly woke, yawning into sleeping Ray's chest. He turned, careful not to wake Ray, to look at the clock which read 8:23. It was early but no one would be awake...
Mikey kissed Ray's lips before getting up, pulling on pajama pants and leaving the room. He entered the bathroom, the tiled floor cold. He closed and locked the door before turning to the mirror.
He teared up and slid down the wall, sobbing. "I-I'm sorry... I-I'm so s-sorry.." he whimpered, directing his words toward Abrin and Ray. He wiped at his eyes and stood, grabbing the blade he had hid.
His arms were pale, much like the rest of him. He placed the blade to a pale wrist, ready to slice when he heard a knock on the door. "H-hello?" He heard a tired Gerard. Mikey wanted to hug Gerard tightly, to say goodbye, but Gerard would stop him. He'd find out, he'd know, he'd take his blade, leaving him resourceless.
"J-just a m-minute, Gee.." Mikey called.
"What are you doing up so early, Mikes?" Gerard questioned his younger brother.
"I-I had to use the bathroom.." Mikey said sliding down the wall, blade still pressed against his wrist.
"Okay Mikes. You should get back to bed though, okay?"
"O-okay.."
The blood dripped onto the floor, so fast creating a small puddle. Mikey whimpered, tensing his arm forcing blood out of his body. He thought of everything that had happened, everything that he'd caused. He never wanted anyone to be mad at him, and he knew Abrin was mad, and so was Frank if he knew, which he most likely did.
As his vision blurred, he whimpered out his love to everyone, whether they loved him back...
