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Two Months Later
Mikeys POV

I pulled on my long sleeved shirt in order to hide bruises and slashes. Thanks for the scars Gerard. I headed out the door to Storms to sit in on the Black Veil Brides practice. They had become a big deal in the area. I slid into the seat beside Storm leaning on his shoulder keeping a good distance from Gerard. Gerard whom the next song was written for.

Andy's voice chimed in strongly.

Praying for what your heart brings thoughts of escape and bloodshot eyes. Your barely sleeping, no longer dreaming. Now what you do to feel alive!  Rise up and celebrate your life!  Were not alone in our ritual.. Sing for what you feel inside, become one with out ritual.

I stood up and ran out of the room bursting into tears. My whole body hurt horribly as I ran from the sound. Gerard's beating had broken me down for the last time. The man I love hates me and it's my fault. I have to end this now, im done.

I grabbed the blade off the shelf and didn't hesitate to slice into my wrist.
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I started with small ones at the base of my palm and they got deeper as they traveled up my arm and over my chest. I had blood pooling around the tiled floor and was fading in and out when the door opened and Gerard burst into tears. "No, Oh my God Mikey! Wake up! Please wake up! Andy call an ambulance! Hurry! Mikey please wake up." Gerard went knees first into my bloody mess grabbing onto me. "Please don't die.... I'm sorry...I'm sorry for everything ... when and if you wake up I'll explain. I love you, im so sorry."

I lost contact with the world fading in to a deep sea of black.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 23, 2014 ⏰

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