What Is My Life-A Basicclean Fanfic {discontinued}

Chapter ten

As expected, Mr. Clean hadn't done much other than look for Elmo. With John refusing to talk to him, he was more determined than ever. Though he would never admit it, he was getting weak from the lack of food and sleep. John wasn't so good either. Even though he was in much better condition than Mr. Clean, he wouldn't shower and he didn't eat or sleep as much as he did before. He'd lost everyone close in his life and became quite antisocial. John never left the house, other than the rare occasions when he had to get groceries. When he did, he'd buy extra just so he wouldn't have to leave the house soon.

Elmo had been staying with his friend MySpace since him and John broke up. The two of them were even together now. Elmo was happy but he couldn't help but feel like something was missing from his life. Though he was happy, he'd often stare off into the distance, deep in thought. He loved MySpace, he really did, but he couldn't help but wish he was John Cena. It was their one year anniversary and MySpace said that he had a special surprise for that nice.

   "We're leaving in an hour, you should start to get ready. Dress fancy" MySpace said before pecking (that just makes me think of MySpace as a bird and him just pecking Elmo on the face repeatedly... die child! Peck peck peck peck!) Elmo on the lips and walking out of the room. Elmo went to his closet and got out the fanciest thing he owned, black pants and a button-up. Though he didn't wear clothes 99% of the time, this was a special day. He couldn't believe he'd been with MySpace for a year. He hadn't even been with John that long. 'No, you can't think of him! He cheated on you. He doesn't love you and he never has'  he thought.

  After getting ready, Elmo walked out of him and MySpace's room and into their living room. He wondered what MySpace had planned for tonight. 'Probably some fancy restaurant with fancy food I'll hate but pretend to love just so he doesn't think I'm a brat' Elmo thought. He knew that his boyfriend wasn't the best with date planning. He always planned to go to restaurants and Elmo loved food, he really did, but MySpace always chose the fancy ones with terrible food. 'McDonald's sounds like a better date than all these restaurants' he thought.

   "Hey babe" MySpace said as he walked into the living room from the bathroom. He was in a tux and he had an untied tie around his neck. Elmo smiled at him. "You look great" he said to MySpace. "Thanks, as do you" Elmo kissed him gently. "So, what are your plans for tonight" he asked after the kiss. "I can't ruin the surprise!" MySpace grabbed Elmo's hand and pulled him out to the car. He opened the passenger side's door for Elmo before going over to the driver's side and getting in the car. They both put on their seat belts and MySpace begun to drive. They drove for about 10 minutes before they pulled into a, you guessed it, restaurant parking lot.

FUCK ALL THE HATERS, I'M WRITING THIS PART DURING SCIENCE

   Elmo sighed but immediately regretted it. He hoped MySpace wouldn't hear it. Sadly, Elmo's hopes and dreams didn't come true. "What's wrong?" MySpace asked. "Nothing, I was just thinking" Elmo got out of the car and begun to walk towards the restaurant, not waiting for his boyfriend to follow. ((At this moment, my phone crashed and I lost part of the story.)) Of course MySpace ran after him. 'He's acting really weird. Maybe today isn't the right day to do it... no, I promised myself that'd I finally get the courage to do it' MySpace thought.

The couple walked to the front desk thingy that I have no idea what it's called. "I have a reservation for 6" MySpace told the lady working there. "Sir, you are aware that it is 7?" she asked. Elmo read her name tag that said 'Amanda.' "Shit, I'm sorry. My clock must be an hour late" MySpace apologized. While Amanda and MySpace spoke to each other about making another reservation or even possibly being able to find a place to sit for now, Elmo looked around at the people. He noticed Basic Avocado and This Video Is Not Available across the room on what appeared to be a date.

He thought of when Mr. Clean came to him and John's house crying about how those two were together. The day he got hit by that bus driven by ducks. The day he caught John and Mr. Clean making out while he was possibly dying. He felt tears forming. He tried to not cry. Elmo couldn't cry here. A tear begun to roll down his cheek but he quickly wiped it away. He felt a gentle tap on his back so he turned around and the next thing he saw broke his heart. Why was he here? Elmo couldn't be in the same room as him so he just ran out the door, not caring if he left a very confused MySpace. All he knew how to do was run away from his problems. He'd done it many times and he would probably always do it.

Only this time he felt different. He felt guilty. That didn't mean he was going to go back. He could never go back. He had to leave his home, his boyfriend, his past. As he ran, he past him and John's old house. Elmo wondered if John still lived there. A bit later, Elmo was too tired to run anymore. He sat down on a bench to rest. He couldn't believe that he was running. He took out his wallet. He had a bit of money, enough for a bus ticket and a bit of food. Elmo stood up again and went to the nearest bus stop. He didn't know where he would get off but it didn't matter as long as it wasn't this town.

This town, his old home, was tainted with bad memories. Elmo waited until the bus came. He climbed on it and paid. The bus driver asked where he was headed and all he said was "Away from here." He sat down in a seat and stared out the window. He was really doing this, he was really leaving the place had always live. It was a bit unbelievable. 'I have to leave though. It hurts too much to be here' Elmo thought. 'I'll have to get a new job, house, maybe even a new lover. They'll probably never be as great as John Cena. My love' he thought.

HEY GUYS! So this is gonna be a long AN because I have lots to say. Okay, first of all, I haven't reread any of this. Like ever until now. I used to write terribly, not that my writing is that good now but I definitely improved. The chapters used to be so short as well. I may redo them since I could hardly read it and I was cringing so much at them. I also apologize for the lack of updates. I never really thought this book would ever be over about three chapters but here we are, chapter ten. I appreciate all you guy's support for this weird, joke of a story. You now know how Elmo is as well. That's it. Biiiiiii!