Mikey.
"Hey, Mikes, just wanted to say goodn- wHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!!" Gerard screamed in both of our horror, when he saw the blood covered blankets and well my arms.
"Gerard, keep it quiet please."
"Mikey what's going on! Why are you doing this? Mikey please don't do it! Why.." He started sobbing, still looking horrified.
"Just leave me alone!" I snap, tears building up as well.
"But-"
"Go!"
"Mikey, no! I am your brother and I just walked in to you self harming. Do you think I'll leave you like that?!"
"Please, just leave. We can talk abou it another time." I say much softer and pinch the bridge of my nose.
"But-"
"Goodnight, Gerard. I'm sorry.."
"Mikey..-"
"Could you bring me some tissues?"
"Be right back kid."
After helping cleaning up, he finally left without a word.
I knew we were going to talk about it soon, but I really couldn't right now.
Instead I just sobbed and screamed and cried myself to sleep, craving death.
Isn't it great being Mikey Way?
IM SORRY THIS SUCKS
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Save Mikey Way
Fanfiction⚠THIS SUCKS!!! ALSO MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR SELF HARM, SUICIDE AND RAPE!!!⚠ Mikey Way is 16 years old. He's been bullied for as long as he remembers. His three friends, one of them being his brother, and boyfriend are the only people that he inter...
