Mikey.
It's a week after Gerard found out.
He checks my wrists every day.
Four out of the seven times, there were new scars.
He just sighs and hugs me, without a doubt crying every single night in his room, even if it's muffled by his pillow and our not-so-thick walls.
I've destroyed him.
He doesn't sleep, he doesn't smile, he doesn't eat, all because of me.
Way to go making me feel worse.
I'm getting really worried about him though, and I don't care if I do the same, I deserve being in pain cause I am an awful human being.
Even Pete says it.
Yesterday, he was over at my house when no one else was here and he was just pointing out my flaws one by one and making out with me, without consent of course, for almost two hours.
He also called me a cutter and tried to get my jacket off to see for himself.
I tried to push him away but that only angered him as he took off my jacket and laughed at my countless mutilation signs.
Gerard was staying at Frank's that night so it was just me and Elena.
He made me promise him I wouldn't cut.
I didn't keep my promise.
Not even close to that.
Unfortunately for me, I'm still here.
Damnit.
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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...
