guys I'm so sorry. shit went down and ive been drowning in school work. I know I was supposed to update a few weeks ago but we see where that went..... so yea! here's a new chapter!!!!!!
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Mikey POV
What were you thinking?! Why were you being so loud?! I thought these things along with others as I sat in the tub in cry. I couldn't look away from Ray. His fro was messier than normal and he only had on his black sweats (AN- voila! pants!!!). I could barely see him through my tears. I attempted to speak a few times but I couldn't. I closed my eyes and put my head in my hands. After about two minutes, I felt Ray pick me up in my little ball and he sat me down next to the tub.
I didn't pick my head up. I heard him open the cabinet and rummage through it, grabbing some stuff. I opened my eyes and he sat down criss cross in front of me.
"Ray.... I...I'm so sorry.... I didn't think I would do it this bad." I whispered.
"Shhhh. It's gonna be okay. Let's focus on cleaning you up." He said in a very soothing tone. By now I had stopped sobbing. Ray laid my left hand on his knee. He dabbed at the '15' with a damp washcloth. He put some cream on the cuts and covered them with gauze; securing it with some weird tape like stuff. He knew I didn't want to go to the hospital, so he put butterfly stitches on the cuts on my wrist. Covering these with gauze and tape as well.
When he was finished, I got up quickly and walked into the bedroom. I went over to our suitcases and I threw on my pair of black slip on vans, I grabbed my misfits hoodie and put that on, grabbing my glasses and my cigarettes.
I walked out of the house quickly and quietly. I went straight to the van, opening the back doors up. I sat on the ledge (AN- bumper thing?) and I pulled my bass case close to me. I opened it quickly and tuned my beautiful instrument. I heard someone sit next to me and I didn't even flinch. I knew it was Ray from the heaviness of his foot steps.
I began playing random notes on my bass as Ray pulled out his guitar. He began playing the opening chords for the song "21 Guns" by Green Day. I began to play the bass part and he began to sing.
Do you know what's worth fighting for
When it's not worth dying for
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating
Does the pain weigh out the pride
And you look for a place to hide
Did someone break your heart inside
You're in ruins
I decided to jump in and sing the chorus at this point, wanting to being my feelings away...partially.
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins
Ray looked at me in the eyes. I never let our contact break. I kept singing the chorus and him the main verses.
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I
Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?
I sang that verse all on my own. Ray watched me as I looked at my fingers, feeling my cheeks turn red. He jumped in to finish up the song.
When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms.. give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I.
I looked at Ray, my cheeks were still a but pink from singing own my own. I know exactly why he picked this song too. He was hinting that he wanted me to put the razor down for good and stop cutting.
"I know it's a difficult thing to stop." He began, "But I at least want you to try. You know how I feel about you smoking but one thing at a time right? Can we start with this? I don't want to lose you- I won't lose you to this Mikey. And please remember. If you go, I go too." He pulled me in for a tight hug, I really needed it.
"I know, Ray. I will try. I am honestly terrified of myself after what I didn't tonight. Same goes you. We go together, or we don't go down at all. Got it? Good." I replyed, adding my favorite All Time Low reference in.
We put our instruments and I pulled out a cigarette. I lit it and took a long drag, blowing the smoke slowly into the air. Ray intertwined his fingers with mine and i gave a gentle squeeze, one he returned soon after. When I was done began walking back inside. I headed straight for the kitchen and turned on the kettle so I could make tea. I looked at microwave and read the time. Holy shit, 12:30?! Doesnt even feel that late. I thought to myself.
I felt Ray's arms snake around my waist and it made me shiver with pleasure. I looked up and saw my beautiful boyfriend. He kissed me out of no where, just a gentle kiss. Nothing big.
"I love you." He said as he rested his forehead in mine.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered "I love you too."
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WOOOO!!!!!!! Chapter!!!!!!
I'm sorry for all the rikey and like no frerard. I'll make it up to you guys within the next few chapters. and just so you know, u have no idea where I even plan on going with this. I wanna have them form the band soon.....maybe I'll have a time lapse?! idk yet. lol please comment what you guys think of this chapter!!!! love u guyyysssss u is awesomeee <4
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Music, Coffee, and Blood (A Frerard and Rikey Fanfiction)
FanficGerard, Mikey, Ray and Frank ate four highschool kids who face bullying, but have revenge by smiling. The guys will experience love and pain, all together. There will be music, obviously coffee, and some blood in the mix.