Hollywood Undead oneshots

Another way out JDx DK

"Hi, this is Vanessa's phone. I ain't here right now so do the obvious, leave one at the beep" The answering machine said down Jorel's ear as he tried to call his ex again. "Uh, hi, V, it's me, again. I don't know what I did to you but please know that I'm so sorry. I need you" Jorel said in to the phone and then hung up before wiping his tears away.

She broke up with him just after Hollywood Undead got back from touring the US and left him on the streets with all of his stuff. He couldn't understand why she had broken up with him but it hurt that much that it didn't matter, he had fucked up as usual.

He was currently standing in a phone booth, hanging up the phone, slightly procrastinating so he didn't have to leave the dry shelter. It was raining outside and he was homeless. Despite the fact that he had already wiped his tears away and told himself that he weren't going to cry anymore, the tears kept coming.

He tried to think about why she had broken up with him but couldn't come up with anything. He stepped out of the phone box, dragging his bags behind him, and just started to shuffle along the pavement again as he tried to find somewhere dry and warm to stay the night. He thought about possibly going back to his parents but knew better than to do that. The next person he thought of going to for help is someone from the band but knew that none of them would actually give a shit, why would they? All he was good for was giving headaches, pissing people off or suggesting ideas and lyrics for the band's songs. Nobody wanted to know otherwise.

As he continued shuffling down the streets of LA, he saw a familiar face walk out of one of the take-out restaurants in town and kept his head down so he wasn't recognized. As Jorel walked past the man, he looked up and called Jay's name in shock to find Jorel in such a state. Jorel turned around slowly and just stared as Da Kurlzz walked up to him.

"Jay? What happened? Why are you wondering these streets so aimlessly?" Matthew asked him and Jorel just shrugged, trying to act all blaze, before breaking down again. "V threw me out after we got back from tour" Jorel threw out as Matt wrapped his arms around the soaking wet crying man. "Come on inside, let's get you something to eat" Matt muttered and then marched Jorel inside the take out, dragging his stuff behind him through the puddles.

"Have you decided yet Sir?" The man behind the till asked Matt and Matt just looked to Jorel, who was slowly calming down from crying. "What are you having? I'll pay for it, don't worry" Matt told him and Jorel just shrugged. "Whatever, as long as its food" Jorel replied as some rain water dripped from his hair, down his nose, and to the floor and Matt just rolled his eyes before turning around and ordering a chicken shish kebab which he knows that Jorel loves. He also ordered some donner meat and chips for himself before directing Jorel to one of the only two seats in the place.

"Can I get two cans of Dr. Pepper as well please?" Matt asked and paid for it all before the man handed the two cans over. "You know, you could have come to mine any time, Jay. You can have my spare room if you want" Matt offered and Jorel looked up at him sadly. "I didn't think you would give a shit, none of you would. It's my fault after all, I should learn to deal with it myself" Jorel admitted and Matt stared at him in shock. "Of course we would care, I definitely do, as would your two best friends if not Jordan and George as well. We are all here for each other, in case you didn't notice, and you dealing with it yourself have you on the streets. I'm not having that, your living with me from now on" Matt told him and Jorel just attempted to smile at him in appreciation but failed as his expression didn't change at all, he was either hurting too much or just too empty on the inside but he couldn't decide which one was the case. The only thing he did in response was sneeze as the warmth of the take-out started to get to him when he was used to the cold rain outside.