MCR x Male reader oneshots

139. Ray Toro

I found you on the bathroom floor

Trans Y/N
Angst
TW: Suicide/self harm

I went to school, my hair covering my black eye and the cut on the side of my face.
As I walked inside I ran to my locker, got my books and hid under the stairs.

I could hear the voices of the guys who always bully me, I could hear the footsteps coming closer.
This time there was third set of footsteps, coming down the stairs.
The person didn't speak, his shoes sounded like boots instead of sneakers, I could hear a hum from him and recognized the sound of the guy in my music class.
He plays guitar, that's all I know.

"Come out you little freak!"
I pulled back and put my back against the wall, hiding in the shadows.
"We know you're there."
It's a trap.
The footsteps above me stopped and I let out a gasp.
Big mistake.
A hand grabbed onto me and pulled me out from under the stairs.
"Knew you were there, fucking pussy"
I was slammed against the stairs and punched in the face.

"Leave him alone!"
"Oh? What are you gonna do, you fucking weirdo?"
Everything happened so fast, i had no time to process anything.
There was a scream, a crack and a loud crash.
The guy standing on the stairs had thrown himself at my bullies.
He had ended up slamming the other guy into a locker along with himself, leaving a dent in the metal door.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!? You almost killed me!!"
"I told you to leave him alone." He snapped, getting up and walking over to me. "You okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine" I stared up at him.
He helped me up and smiled. "I'm Ray"
"Y/N" I smiled back at him nervously.

"Y/N L/N and Ray Toro, come to the principal's office at once" the voice over the loudspeaker sounded annoyed and angry.
Ray grabbed my hand very gently and started walking.
I blushed slightly and looked down.
"I think we should stick together from now on" he said, smiling at me.

5 years later...

I sat in my bathroom, staring at the knife on the counter.
Ray doesn't know, neither does Gerard, Frank or Mikey.
I'm all alone.

I started crying, grabbing the knife and cutting my hair off in chunks.
It was a mess but I just couldn't take it anymore.
I stared at myself in the mirror before punching it and breaking it into small sharp pieces.
The shards went into my hand and I could see the blood on my knuckles.
I couldn't feel the pain anymore, my hands were numb.

I grabbed the knife again and slumped onto the floor, my back against the cold wall.
I pressed the blade into my skin and the small crimson droplets slid down my arm.
I stared at the door, I didn't lock it.
Does it matter?
Is anyone gonna look for me until it's too late?
Is anyone gonna save me?
No.
I'm alone.

My arms were bleeding and the blood was everywhere.
I couldn't feel anything, I wasn't crying anymore.
I brought the knife up to my neck.

"Y/N! I'm back!" I heard Ray's voice in the hall.
"Y/N?!"
I stayed quiet and stared at the door.
"Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!" I could hear him running around.
"Y/N!?
I gripped the knife tighter and closed my eyes.

The door was kicked open and I could feel the warm presence of Ray in the room.
"Oh my god- Y/N-" he fell to his knees and grabbed the knife from me, throwing it across the room.
I started sobbing, the pain was there again.
"I-I'm sorry-" I managed to choke out.
Ray grabbed towels and started cleaning me up.
"It's okay, i-it's all gonna be okay, I promise"
He grabbed his phone and called someone.
"G-Gerard- please- get Mikey and F-Frank, c-come to our place- i-it's an emergency"
He nodded a few times and hung up.

"W-We're gonna take c-care of you" he said, his whole body shaking and tears rolling down his cheeks.
I heard more footsteps in the hall.
"Ray?! Y/N!?" Mikey's panicked voice echoed through the house.
"We're here!" Ray yelled back.
"Oh my god-" Gerard gasped.

He stood at the door with Mikey and Frank, staring in shock.
"Help me get him on the couch" Ray said.
Frank nodded and walked over to me and put his arms under me.
Ray did the same and they lifted me off the floor.
They took me to the living room a laid me down on the couch.

Ray sat down next to me and pulled my head onto his lap as Gerard started picking the small shards of glass out of my hands and Mikey bandaged my arms.
"Why did you do it...?" Ray whispered.
"I- I couldn't take it anymore... everything was too much..."
"But you told me you were getting better?"
"I'm sorry... I lied, I'm sorry!" I cried, grabbing onto his shirt.
"No no no... it's okay darling, I promise, you'll be okay" he wiped my tears with his hand and stroked my hair. "I'm gonna keep you safe, okay? I'll take care of you"
He placed a hand on my chest and let out a small sob.
"I love you... my sunshine" I placed my hand on his and smiled softly.
"I love you too, my raincloud" he kissed my forehead.