---Mikey's P.O.V.---
I'm not sure how long I've been gone. Two months? Maybe three? Ah, who cares. All that matters is everybody is happy... I think.
Was this really a good idea? the voice in my head asked.
"Yes, it was," I mumbled, leaving my aunt's house.
No, it wasn't. You have nobody.
"I don't need anybody."
I just should keep walking.
No thinking or anything like that.
Just walking.
I don't need anyone. I can make it on my own.
Fuck the band. Fuck love. Fuck my career.
I don't need this shit.
Every time I fall in love I end up getting hurt.
Gracie, and now Saint. I can't believe this.
Right when I'm feeling happy again. Right when I think everything is right and no more depression, she has to cheat on me.
She just had to do that.
And with Bob?!
I mean seriously? What the fuck? Why Bob? Why someone in the band?
She planned on doing this, I know that doesn't sound like Saint, but I can't make sense of it. She had to have had it planned.
Now I'm paranoid.
No I'm not. Saint was just trying to be mean to me because she's Gracie's best friend. She wanted to get back at me for upsetting her.
I just continued walking down the vacant street here in San Fransisco.
I probably shouldn't be walking around empty streets at nearly midnight, but I need to clear my head.
She had this planed. She wanted to hurt me.
I guess l never will be happy.
A\N:
There you have it! First chapter to the sequel :D Or I guess its more of a prologue but, still.
More is on the way! (:
~Alteration
xoxo
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Fanfiction[*Sequel to 'It's Not Lovesickness, It's a Deathwish'*] Mikey's been gone for two months, but that didn't stop the tour. For the sake of the fans, Saint reluctantly took his place after she was released from the hospital. She stays with the tour in...
