Hollywood Undead Oneshots

Perfection

Oh my fucking god! I finally hit 1k reads on here!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you all for reading this book! I honestly thought I would never reach more than 900.

So in honor of this achievement, here is a semi-sad serious oneshot.

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They were the perfect couple.

They had a good amount of money, a good house, a steady relationship and even a daughter.

Yup, Jorel and George had the most perfect relationship anyone could ever ask for, they were always close and supportive of each other. It made me jealous to see the most perfect couple in existence kissing and hugging, being so perfect while I sat here being me...................a mistake.
I've never seen them fight, the way they just loved each other with so much commitment sickened me on the inside. I wish I were that close to someone, I wish I was that perfect. We were all at a party and of course, George was holding Jorel close, whispering something into his ear making Jorel chuckle and kiss him quickly. My stomach knotted up seeing their tiny careless whispers as I sat here about ten feet away wanting what they had.

As the part went on, my feelings of envy went on, and it only got bigger as I saw them kissing a tiny bit with small caresses. How could those two be so perfect? I just wanted to know their secret. I shook my head wanting to get them out of my head, so I walked over to Jordon and Danny. They were talking about song idea's and how they wanted a new song for abuse again, since the old ones did so well. My mind blanked out after a few minutes and my brain started to think of the couple in the corner, gently sucking at each others faces.God..............why couldn't I have been that perfect, I started to think of my old relationship and tears came to my eyes. Stop..........Don't think about them...............

"We're gonna head home you guys, Jorel's getting kinda tired," George spoke out to us as he held onto Jorel who's eyes were slowly closing but not quite. We all nodded and let the two love birds go. I wanted to be there, I wanted to be like that too, about twenty minutes after they had left I headed out, I didn't want to be around the group only to stay silent and be there awkwardly. It started raining, it felt like how I feel and how I wanted my life to be. I passed George's and Jorel's house on my way to my own, and through the window I saw George laying Jorel on the couch and kiss his forehead. Tears came up and I sped home, trying to forget them or my past, either way I felt like dying right then and there. I pulled into my Driveway, my car was still on. What if I just left it on and closed the garage door? Shaking my head I got those old thoughts out of my head from when it happened.

Making my way upstairs I sat on my bed, the television still on from this morning now reduced to silent static. I looked over at the picture next to my bed on my night stand and finally the tears fell, I can't believe I couldn't be perfect for him. That picture reminded me everyday how I failed and was just the biggest mistake he made. Tears were pouring down as I threw the picture against the wall. Shattered memories was all we were, he moved on......why can't you?
And that's where it goes back to the beginning, I just wasn't perfect enough for him.

(pov switch)

As he laid there, begging for his past to be erased forever, the picture still sat in the corner,  the picture taken long ago laying on the floor taken years ago.

Matthew and Jorel.
May your happiness last forever.
Married 2015.

How sad is it to know that only one actually did.