Gerard yawned awake, stretching. Toxic cuddled into him and he smiled, pulling her closer. He was glad she was back, she had him worried sick.
He kissed her lips and she kissed back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He broke the kiss to straddle her waist before kissing her again. With one arm around his neck and her other hand onto his bare chest, Toxic tilted her head, deepening the kiss.
Gerard nibbled her bottom lip and Toxic parted her lips slightly, allowing Gerard's tongue entrance. They made out, eyes closed. They soon parted for air, panting slightly. "I love you so much," Gerard smiled.
"I love you too," Toxic smiled back before kissing him again.
Ray rubbed at his eyes, noticing Mikey's absence. He got up and looked around. He had slept in Mikey's room with him, and who knew how long he had been gone.
Ray went to his own room, looking in there, not seeing him. "Oh, fuck..." he ran outside. He knew Mikey knew about the door leading to the roof, and he also knew Mikey was suicidal...
He looked all around the house, tearing up when he saw him. He lay on the ground, leg twisted at an impossible angle. He knew it was broken. He picked uncautious Mikey up, carrying him to the car, driving him off to the hospital.
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Bob opened the pill bottle, knowing he couldn't turn back now. He had already stole the pills from Gerard, he couldn't just be like, 'hey Gee I stole your pills to make myself sick but I'm too chicken to take them'. (failed attempt at being funny)
He swallowed the random amount of pain pills, washing them down with vodka. After those he swallowed another random amount of pills he had no idea what they were.
He left to his room and curled up, tears streaming down his face. Cyanide had just disappeared... maybe she didn't love him anymore... he remembered how they got together...
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Bob and Cyanide sat on the couch, Doctor Who playing but they weren't even watching. They talked, getting to know each other better. A few glances at the tv was all that was given as they laughed. Bob looked to the tv, getting lost in the magical pictures of the transporting TARDIS.
"Bob?" Bob turned to Cyanide and next thing he knew was he was kissing her. He was shocked. He always thought Cyanide had liked Mikey, not him.
Bob didn't know it but Cyanide was about to pull away, as soon as he kissed back. She went to kiss him again when he stood. "B-Bob?" Cyanide questioned, concern and a tiny bit of hurt in her voice.
"I'm sorry, but why do you like me?" He turned to her, his past flowing back.
"B-bec-" she began but Bob snapped.
"N-no! I love you, okay?!" His eyes collected tears. "But I know you don't like me back," he went to leave before he was smashed against the wall, Cyanide pinning him there.
"Who says I don't like you back?" She said before smashing her lips against his. Bob smiled into the kiss, melting instantly and closing his eyes. Cyanide pulled back and hugged him tightly. "I love you, Bob Bryar."
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Bob was now full out sobbing, the tears soaking his pillow. He had texted her the same thing, those six three words, but she never replied. He sat up and grabbed the blade he had hid underneath the mattress. He placed it to his wrist and moved it across swiftly, blood dripping from his wrist onto the bed.
He sobbed more, slicing his other wrist open. The blade fell and Bob curled up, eyes closed, asleep or dead.~
