We Dont Need Another Song About California

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R.I.P. David Bowie. You will forever be in my heart ♡♡♡♡

Mikey stirred, blinking awake. Above him stood Ray, smiling. "R-Ray?" He whimpered.

"Hey babe," Ray smiled. He stroked Mikey's hair and Mikey looked around. It was blindingly bright, the walls white. There was machinery in the room as well.

"W-where am I?" He whimpered.

"Your in the hospital, babe." Ray leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"W-why?" Mikey questioned. Ray didn't reply. Mikey didn't know if it was because the doctor came in or another reason. He began talking with Ray, too low that Mikey couldn't hear.

When they finished conversating, Ray helped Mikey up and out of the hospital bed and out to his car.

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Abrin was tied up naked on Frank's bed. Frank leaned up from the kiss and smirked. "Stay here, well, where could you go?" He chucked. "I'll be back. When I come in I'll grab your hand, so you'll know its me." Frank said and Abrin nodded. Frank left and Abrin sucked in air, waiting.

Mikey was sat on the couch, waiting on Ray. He stared down at his hands, tears threatening his eyes. He wanted to apologize, heck, he needed to apologize. He stood and slowly made his way to Frank's room.

"F-Frankie? Abrin?" Abrin heard a voice coming closer. Her eyes went wide underneath the blindfold and she began to struggle. She heard the door creak open and she paused, face feeling as if it was on fire.

"I-I want to-" Mikey pushed the door open and paused, eyes wide. On the bed was Abrin, tied up and naked. He began to blush, feeling his jeans become slightly tighter.

"GET OUT!!!" Abrin screamed. She heard scrambling, the sound of running. Then more running before someone else entered. She felt her hand become consumed in warmth and she relaxed slightly.

"Who?!" Frank asked as he untied Abrin, anger visible in his voice.

"I-I don't know.." Abrin whimpered. She covered up with a blanket and Frank growled and left the room.

Frank, hands balled up in tight angry fists, made his way to Mikey's room. In there layed a trembling Mikey. "You." Frank growled. Mikey tried to get away but Frank was stronger.

He slammed Mikey against the wall hard, making his head slam into the wall. Frank then began to kick him, before throwing him into the other wall.

"EVER LOOK AT MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN AND I'LL CUT YOUR DICK OFF!!!!!!!!!" Abrin heard after crashes. She sobbed silently with eyes closed, trembling. Frank soon entered and he went over to her. He pulled her into his arms and held her close.

Abrin cuddled into Frank and sniffled. They sat together in silence, Abrin in Frank's lap and wrapped in his arms.

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Mikey struggled up, face bloody and whole body in pain. The blood soon began to smear down his face as the tears fell from his eyes. He stood and limped, limp-running out the door.

He ran down the street in attempt to get as far away as possible. He fell a few times, his leg hurting and ankle possibly spranged. He stood and continued to run though, soon entering the woods.

He dodged trees and branches, running as fast as possible in his state. He soon stopped to catch his breath, panting. He heard footsteps and his head shot up, eyes wide. He looked around, but seeing no one or nothing.

He heard them again and panic began to consume him. "H-hello?" He called out.

"Hello there," Mikey turned to see a man.

"W-who are y-you?" Mikey asked now scared. The man continued to smirk. Mikey backed away and the man walked closer. Mikey tried to run but the man quickly grabbed him, holding his arm bruisingly tight.

He was pulled out of the woods and to the streets. He pushed Mikey to the ground and pulled out a baseball bat. Mikey began to freak out and he tried to run, but the man swung the bat towards him. He dodged it and stood, running.

He was scared. He wanted Gerard or Ray, he needed Gerard and Ray. He continued to run, running home.

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