I didn't know if I should put a warning in the beginning or not so just incase
There is death and like murder but it's not descriptive , or at least I think so. So yeah
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"Pete, hurry up!" Mikey yelled, frantically looking for the keys, "god damnit! Where are those stupid keys?"
"Looking for these?" Pete asked, dangling the car keys by his two fingers.
"Yes," Mikey said, snatching the keys from Pete, "now we have to go." Mikey pushed pete out the door, dragging his suitcase behind him. "We are going to be so late."
"Hey, Mikeyway," pete said, grabbing Mikey's free hand, "we'll make it."
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"Stupid traffic!" Mikey yelled, honking the car horn with his fist.
"Hey, Hey," pete said in a soothing tone. He took one of Mikey's hands off of the wheel, "it's okay. We won't be late. I told you."
"Okay," Mikey sighed, "you're right. You're right. We won't be late or anything."
"We'll be there just in time, don't worry," Pete reassured, turning up the music a little bit.
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By the time they got to the train station, they were both out of breath and relieved that they were a few minutes early
"I don't like to like say 'I told you so', but I told you so," Pete smiled, pulling Mikey against his side, Mikey just rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Whatever," Mikey said, "if I didn't rush us we probably would've been late to the train station anyways."
After a few minutes the train came, and it was the sad time for pete to say goodbye.
"Hey, pete," Mikey said, "I have to go now."
"Okay, Mikeyway," pete said.
"Just one month," Mikey said.
"One month."
Pete kissed Mikey before Mikey had to get his stuff and go on the train.
Once Mikey found a seat next to the window, he looked outside to see pete fake crying, and vet dramatically wiping 'his tears'.
Shall see you soon, my love, Pete texted Mikey.
You're a dork, Mikey texted Pete.
A dork that you love, pete texted back
That's when Mikey realized he was right god, I'm in love with a dork, he thought. That's when the train started. Pete blew kisses and waved goodbye to Mikey. He smiled and waved back at pete. He plugged in his earbuds and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Mikey jolted awake to a blood curdling scream. Some how, in someway, someone brought a gun into the train. People were hiding in fear, not knowing what to do but cry. Mikey stayed still in shock.
"Give me your money!" The person yelled at some lady, who was holding her purse close to her, "give me it or I'll shoot!" They yelled.
Give it to him. Give it to him. I don't want to die, Mikey though, please, please.
"No."
There were three gun shots.
Mikey felt a shooting pain go through his body, he fell helplessly, phone laid in front of him. His phone buzzed one last time. Mikey smiled as he saw a glimpse of the text he got, before taking his last breath, remembering those last three words from Pete.
I love you.
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Are you crying? If so, I'm sorry.
I wrote this for school when I had creative writing.
Yes, while everyone was writing actually stories, I was writing fanfiction.
And people probably read it wondering what was going on in my head.
Also I finished my ryden book (go read it, its called 'I don't love you?') which means I'm going to focus more on this.
Okay bye
