What do you think of the new cover? I made it all by myself! Not with the covers app either, so I get extra credit
~TxcTrrr
The heart monitor beeped and Mikey held Ray's hand. He trembled and Ray hummed to him. The Doctor (see what I did there?) had finished wrapping his leg in a cast and Mikey sniffled, nudging into Ray's hand. "Mr. Toro, may I speak to you, please?" The Doctor asked. Ray nodded and fallowed the Doctor out the door.
Mikey stared at his foot, tears in his eyes. All he wanted was to talk to someone, and he gets a broken leg. He stared at the wall, letting the tears run down his face. He knew he wasn't normal, nobody just hasn't told him what was wrong with him. I mean, he deserves to know, doesn't he?
Ray entered the room and picked Mikey up bridal style. He carried him out to the car and gently settled him into the back seat. He went to the drivers seat and put the key into the ignition and drove off.
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Gerard left out the front door, cigarette between his lips. He stood on the front porch and lit it, inhaling the deadly chemicals into his lungs. He watched the night sky, the dark clouds slowly moving. He heard the door open and Frank stepped beside him.
"Hey," Frank said lighting his cancer stick. Gerard didn't reply, he only stared up at the sky. Frank sighed softly and inhaled from his cancer stick. It remained an awkward silence, both continuing smoking.
A car pulled into the driveway, out stepping Ray. He carried Mikey inside, being careful with his leg. "If this is your fault, your dead." Gerard growled to Frank. His cigarette was nothing but a stub now, and he dropped it do the porch, smashing it rather violently.
Frank moved away slightly, looking up at Gerard, fear and question in his eyes. Would Gerard really hurt him? Everybody knew how he got when he was mad by now, and he felt fear because he knew it was quite possibly his fault.
Gerard left inside and Frank sighed. He stepped off the porch and headed down the street. He didn't know where to go, but he did have stuff to get because it was his turn to do the shopping, so he could go to the shops.
Hands in pockets, he walked down the dangerous Jersey streets on his way to the store. He already had Gerard's credit card in his pocket for unknown reasons- no actually because he was suppose to go yesterday. But he didn't because he was 'busy'.
He entered the store and went to the grocery part. He looked through the fruits and vegetables, wondering what to get. When he was reaching for carrots, he felt arms around his waist. He turned and was face to face with unfamiliarity.
The man smirked and began to sloppily kiss his neck. Frank pulled away, glaring. "What the fuck, man?!"
"Aww, babe, don't act like you don't like it." The man smirked.
"Uh, I don't!" With that, the man grabbed Frank's wrist and forcefully pulled him into the bathrooms. "Let me go!" Frank yelled, trying to get free. The man slammed Frank against a stall wall.
"Your not going anywhere."
Cliff hangerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Love you all!!!
~TxcTrrr
