The Suicide Note

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A/N: Song- Picture Perfect, Escape The Fate.

Many people are like 'Ronnie isn't in the band, they suck now.'... WELL I STILL FUCKING LIKE THEM SO...

Johnnie's POV

I was tapping my foot on the ground waiting for Connor to show up. He was always late, but never this late. I had been waiting three hours waiting for him to show up, my next option was to go to his house. What if something happened to him? What if he was kidnapped? What if he- I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away. I quickly stared walking towards his house.

xxx

Fifteen minutes later I was banging on his door. No one was answering, but I could hear yelling. I grabbed the spare key from underneath the bush. I slammed open there door and followed the yelling.

"You worthless piece of shit! You really think you can sneakout and I won't find out?! If you were smart, you'd fucking kill yourself already!"

I didn't recognize the voice, but ran upstairs. I opened the door to Connor's room and saw him laying on the ground, curled in a ball, holding his stomach.

"Johnnie, run." He yelled.

Hell yeah I was running, to help him.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Mystery man yelled.

"Who the fuck are you?!" I yelled right back. Connor was whimpering next to me.

"I'm this worthless piece of shit's father!"

"Stepdad." Connor whispered.

"Shut your goddamn mouth!" His stepdad screamed.

"DON'T TALK TO HIM LIKE THAT!" I yelled in his face.

"What's going on?"

We all froze.

"Aunt Claire?"

She looked at me. "Johnnie! I'm so happy to see you!" She tried giving me a hug, but I pushed her away. She gave me a questioning look.

"You got remairred,-"

"Yes! I'm so hap-"

"To this son of a bitch?!"

"Johnnie! Don't talk like that!" She scolded me.

I glared at her and walked back to Connor. I helped him stand and he yelped in pain.

"This man, is abusing your fucking son! He probably abuses you too!"

"Johnnie, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding my ass! He's beating your child! What other explanation is there?!"

Aunt Claire was silent.

"You need to leave." I heard the dickwad say.

"I am, with Connor."

"Johnnie! That's not your descision to make!" Aunt Claire screeched.

I ignored her and pack two bags for Connor. He put his shoes on, grunting the whole time.

"Whenever you get rid of this scumbag, Connor may or may not come back." I snarled.

"Mark isn't abusing him!"

"He is and you know it!"

I carefully helped Connor downstairs, while getting yelled at by Claire and Mark.

"I'll call the police for kidnapping!" Mark yelled.

"I'll call for abuse!" I hollered.

Connor and I made it outside.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" I screamed. I realized my mistake.

"I'm sorry, Connor. Why? When?"

He looked me in the eyes. "I-It started when they got married. He would come home drunk while my mom was at work and hit me saying I was nothing and I should've never been born." He was sobbing by time he finished.

I rubbed his back and called the only person I could trust.

Max.

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Max's POV

"I think these ideas are beyond crazy,"

My heart sank.

"But I think they could be arranged."

I squealed and gave him a hug. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"I want a tattoo!" Ryan added.

"Don't worry," My dad said. "I can't give one child one thing and another nothing."

Ryan joined in the hug.

"Max, sweetie, your phone is ringing." Claudia said.

I smiled at her and grabbed my phone. I ran upstairs and closed my door so no one could hear.

"Hello?"

"Max! Hey, um, listen,-"

"Johnnie! How are you?!"

"Max, can my cousin and I stay with you for a while?"

"Uh, let me check with my dad. Why? What's wrong?"

"Uh... I'll tell you another time."

"I'll call you back."

I hung up and ran downstairs. Everyone was still in a great mood, of course, I'd be the one to ruin it.

"U-Um, D-Dad?"

He looked at me worridly. "Max, is everything okay?"

"U-Uh well, I u-uh, u-um, I g-got a c-call from my friend, J-Johnnie."

"Okay?"

"H-He and his c-cousin need a place t-to stay."

He stared at me. "Why?"

"H-He didn't tell m-me."

Ryan came up to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. He knew when I was nervous, I'd stutter.

"Andrew, we can't just leave these kids on the streets. They can have the two guest rooms."

"Claudia, are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure! These kids odviously need help."

Dad rubbed his forehead. "Max, call Johnnie. If he's a friend to you, he's a friend to me."

I nodded and called Johnnie. Ryan came to my room.

"You know I don't like him."

"Ryan, he's my friend! He needs someone right now!"

"Max! Stop! I'm not saying I'm gonna rip the guys' throat out!"

I smiled.

"But if he hurts you, I'm ripping off his balls."

I groaned and kicked Ryan out. I grabbed my dad's keys and went to pick up Johnnie.

xxx

Tacos.

Kisses Bitches.

- XBandsXOverXPeopleX