What he tweets:
Michael5sos: New tat!! xx
How the fans react:
T/N: mikey.... where's the rest of that sentence? ahahah
T/N: WE LOVE IT MIKEY! IT LOOKS SO GREAT!!!
@Y/T/N: @Michael5sos i love you babe <3
You thought you'd get a positive reaction, as did Michael. But you were wrong. Most fans did not like the idea of "couple tattoos" as much as you and Michael do.
Fan's Reaction:
@T/N: @Michael5sos @Y/T/N ew.. it's with that bitch. Hope she fucking dies. lol she doesn't deserve my mikey. Love you Mikey!! @T/N: Michael5sos @Y/T/N lol doesn't she cut herself? maybe if she slits her wrist enough, we won't be able to see the tattoo!
You couldn't believe what they were saying. You looked up from your phone to notice how quiet your's and Michael's appartment truely was when he wasn't here. You slowly roamed around the appartment, trying to get your mind off of the rude comments, but it was no use. You couldn't believe it. 'Fine. i'll do what they want!' you said to yourself.
You quickly moved your feet to your bedroom and opened a small enveplop you were hidding from Micheal, containing a sharp razor. You hadn't used it in so long. You kind of missed the sensation. Mikey helped you through a lot. But he was out with Luke right now. He probably wasn't on twitter to see either, so you didn't worry.
You've had enough of this. You were done with this constantly happening. The death threats, the rude comments, all of it. You turned the shower head on and sat in the tub fully clothed. You didn't care at this moment. You only had one thought in your mind and that was to do what they wanted. You sat under the dripping water and made the first mark. Since you made the first, you made a second and continued. You could no longer see your new tattoo. It was covered in blood. This is it you thought. You'd just lay here until you left this dead awful world. As the blood dripped down your skin, staining your clothes on the path, your eyes began to feel heavier. You rested your head on the wall and just let God take you away. You felt arms around your torso. "Finally, I can leave." You thought. The water changed temperatures. It was freezing. Your eyes began to open once again to see Michael and Luke standing above you, crying uncontrolably.
"NO!" Michael cried out in pain. "DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME Y/N!" He shouted. You could hear faint talking in the background, not quite sure what they were saying but it was Luke. He sounded worried as well. There was pressure on the wound. It stung but you couldn't move.
Your eyes shut, for what you thought was the last time. Until you woke up in a white room with so many bright lights. Your eyes adjusted and noticed Michael sleeping on a chair beside your bed and Luke at the end of your bed. You slow movements woke Micheal up. He looked at you and a tear of joy left the corner of his eye. "Don't ever do that again." He whispered. His voice full of pain and sadness. You nodded slowly as he placed a small kiss on your forehead.
