Band Imagines

Mikey Way

You are Mikey's girlfriend that likes to tease him about his awkward knees just to be funny, but he takes it too seriously and breaks up with you. You go through depression and regret all the bad things you said about him, and then one night you were ready to kill yourself, but Mikey saves you.

Trigger warning: self harm

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I was on my way to the Gerard and Mikey's apartment, I just couldn't wait to tell Mikey the good news! He is going to be so happy that I found us both a big enough apartment to share. I knock on their door and there is a little shuffle before the door swings open and Gerard is standing there.

"Hi Gee!", I said cheerfully as I waved at him. Gerard looks down and has a frown on his face, "what's wrong?", I ask and his head shoots up.

"Nothing, Mikey's in his room", he said moving aside to let me in. I walk in with a worried look before walking down the hall and stopping in front of Mikey's door. I take a deep breath and open the door, he was sitting at the edge of his bed with his head down.

"Hey babe", I said

"Hi", he said quietly and slowly lifted his head up smiling softly.

"I have great news!", I said jumping into his lap, "I found an apartment for the both of us that I think your going to love, and—", I began, but I was cut off by him yelling my name. I fell off of him startled and landed on the ground, I pushed myself onto my butt and stared up at him scared.

"You know that I love you right?", he said and my breath hitched.

"Yeah, I know", I whispered as he sighed.

"Good, because I don't think we should be together anymore", those words repeated in my head and before I knew it I was out of the apartment and running to my car.

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It has been two weeks since the break up and I haven't been the same since. I stopped eating, I went out to bars to get drunk every night, I cut. Things just weren't the same anymore, I was only joking about his knees. Oh no, I'm thinking of him again, maybe I should just die, yes that's what I'll do. I will kill myself, I will bleed out and never wake up.

I pick myself off of my bed and into my bathroom, I strip down to where I was only in my underwear and bra. I look at myself in the mirror and hate what I see, my (Y/S/C) looked unhealthy, my (Y/H/C) was all greasy and knotted as I had bags under my (Y/E/C). I ran a hand down my thigh feeling my ribs and sighed. I pulled out my box of razors from under my sink and grabbed the sharpest one there was. I push myself into the empty bathtub and pressed the blade against my thigh and slowly slide it across, fresh blood poured out as I cried in pain. I cut my legs many times, but I wasn't feeling tired yet so I moved up to my arms. I cut my arms many times and I thought I could hear my name being called, maybe it was an angel, who am I kidding? I'm killing myself and that counts as murder which is a sin, if I had an afterlife it would be in hell. My name continued to be called and then the bathroom door swung open, the razor was ripped out of my hand and my vision began to blur.

Hands cupped my cheeks holding me in place, "(Y/N)! Stay with me babe! Don't you dare close your eyes!", the person I now know to be Mikey yelled. I tried to keep my eyes open, but they shut and everything went black.

I was awoken by a pain in my legs and arms, is this what hell feels like? Fire?, I thought, but I was not in hell, instead I was in my bed under my comforter. I slowly sit up, I had plaid pajama pants on and a plain black t-shirt. I hear the sound of my kitchen cupboards closing and went out to see Mikey cooking bacon and bean soup. I stare at him as he pours the soup into a small bowl and then turns to face me.

Mikey changed, his hair was dyed blonde and cut shorter  and was no longer wearing glasses. I suddenly dropped to my knees and began sobbing, Mikey was suddenly by my side and pulled me into his chest, "I'm sorry Mikey, I didn't mean to tease you about your knees, I was just being like any other girlfriend trying to give their boyfriend a hard time", I cried as he rubbed my arm.

"I know (Y/N) it's okay, just promise me you won't do it EVER again", he said.

"Ok, I promise", I said as we just sat on the floor cuddling.