Another Way Out || Hollywood Undead and 9Lives || Fanfic ||

Monster

Aron's pov
I looked at the ground of the tour bus. Everyone was out drinking and/or doing some other stupid shit. I sighed as I lit up another blunt. I started thinking about everything that is happening. Jimmy is currently in the hospital recovering. I'm so glad I didn't actually kill him.

All these years I have been hurting him, I realized I loved him. When George told me he made out with Jorel I was filled with rage.. I was jealous. I don't know why I been such an asshole to him. I don't want to love him. I can't help my feelings for that boy.

When I left, HU he was the only person there for me. He was the only one who supported me. Then I created Nine Lives and everything changed. I started thinking I was better than everyone else. No one could get in my way. Of course I people hated me, but I didn't care. I knew I was better than all of them.

Jimmy...he seen all my emotions. I felt weak around him so I had to prove my strength. I started beating him and made him feel like the worthless one. He became my source of letting out rage, my punching bag.

I let out another sigh and rested my hear back. "What's wrong with me?" I whispered
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Jimmy's POV
I put on fresh clothes Anthony has bought. "Remember just to take it slow." Anthony said. I just nodded and put on sandals. "We will go get something to eat before heading to the tour bus."

Today is the day I get discharged from the hospital. After a long week. We had to put the tour on hold. We are trying to keep the media out of everything but we had to tell a few details on why we cancelled. Once everyone is fully recovered, we will start it up again. Which should be in a week or so.

Jorel is doing better expect everyone gave him shit for trying to kill himself. Which he would be if Charlie didn't step in and help. I have to thank Charlie for saving my best friend. I walked into Jorel's room to see how's he doing "hey, Jorel." I smiled at him "How's the arm?"

"Kinda wish I didn't do it." He chuckled "hurts like a bitch and I would probably feel much better without the arm." He looked at the 5 cuts that had to be stitched up.

"It takes time. I got stabbed and I'm slowly recovering." I assured him "but I will try to come stop by later. Me and Anthony are going out to eat then heading back the bus."

"be safe."

"I will." I smiled before leaving.
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A/N: so I kinda lost motivation to write for a long time. Since it's almost the end of the school year go me, I have nothing to do. I downloaded WattPad again and just read a lot during school. So I guess I have more motivation.

I'm currently trying to work on a new book but want to finish up my other books before I release it. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and cleared up any confusion on he story!