Deceitful Words and Broken Promises {Completed}

24.

Mikey spoke calmly and my eyes were wide. "W-what?!" I gasped. He only nodded.

"I'm sorry... I should have told you..." he looked down.

"B-but he treated me so well..." my eyes collected tears.

"No!" He pulled me closer. "No no no! Shh, don't cry!" He begged, hugging me tightly. I hugged him back, stroking his back gently. "I'm sorry just please no.." he cooed. I nodded slightly.

"B-but why?" I whimpered.

"Because he likes abusive relationships... He supposably loved me, but he hit me a lot.." he kissed my forehead.

"H-how did you get out of it?"

"He said he wanted you." He replied softly. I sniffled and swallowed. I felt so sick, and as if I could throw up at any time. I feared he would hurt him or Gerard... I know he will if it meant getting me, as I said before. But what really scared me was what he'd do to me once he got me...

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I was shook awake by Mikey for dinner. I looked up to him with blurred eyes before siting up and rubbing them. When I looked at Mikey he was clear and he giggled cutely. "Aww,"

"W-what?" I felt my face heat up.

"That was cute," he replied before leaving the room, gesturing for me to follow. I followed him into the kitchen where he had made food.

"Where's Gee?" I asked, seeing him nowhere in sight.

"You were fully out of it so I drove him to the hospital," he replied.

"Is he okay?" I asked concerned.

"He's really sick..." Mikey looked down.

"N-not like... cancer sick... right?"

"No!" He gasped, tears rolling down his face. "A-at least... I-I hope not..." I wiped away his tears, pulling him closer.

"I'm sorry.." I kissed his forehead. "Please don't cry.." I begged. He nodded slightly. He cuddled closer into me, holding my hand.

"P-Patrick?" He whimpered.

"Yes Mikes?"

"C-can we cuddle?" I looked down to him and he looked up at me, blushing. I smiled and nodded.

"Of course," I replied. We layed down and cuddled up together, his head on my chest. He reached up for my hair, running his fingers through it, smiling. I smiled back, arm around his waist. He smiled and buried his face into my chest, one arm around me.

I held him close but I felt a weight between us. "P-Patrick?" I heard Mikey. I looked down to him and he looked up at me with huge brown curious eyes.

"Yea Mikes?" I asked, smiling gently.

"A-are we dating?" He asked quietly after a pause.

"W-what?" I asked, eyes slightly wide.

"A-are you my boyfriend?" He asked. I bit my lip.

"Mikey... I'm sorry, but-"

"Y-you don't love me?" He stood and ran out of the room.

"Mikey!" I stood, running after him. I found him curled up on the floor in the living room. "Mikey, it's not that I don't love or like you. It's just that I know Pete will go after what I love... and I don't want you hurt." I cooed, pulling him into my lap. He shoved his face into my chest and I smiled, stroking his hair.

"I love you, Patrick." He murmured. I bit my lip. The memories of what happened at the store, he could possibly be watching us right now...

"I-I love you too-"

"PATRICK!!!!!!!!!"