All That's Left Of Yesterday
Scream till you feel it, scream till you believe it, scream and when it hurts you scream it out loud
Mikey's P.O.V.
I'VE GOT MY GERARD BACK!!! I'm so happy I cried. I'm such a baby but you know what? I don't care!! I still want to cry because I can't believe this is real. But I can't cry in the middle of the club.
Frank's gone off in a strop but we did always say that there was nothing serious between us.
I don't feel that way about Frank, maybe it was good for the time it lasted but we said it was just fun. No emotions. I still love Gerard. Always have. Always will.
"What's up with you two?" Gerard asks breaking me out of my thoughts. "Come on, you are a couple right? I mean, it's fine with me. I'm just curious."
"It's nothing." I tell him. "It's just a fling. Doesn't mean anything." Gerard just nods and says "sure," clearly not believing me. I just turn to my drink and avoid his glance.
"Whatever dude. It's your business," he mutters placing his hand on my shoulder. His touch feels like electric running through my body but he's oblivious to it. When he said he wanted things the way they were he meant it; I'm back to lying AGAIN. Maybe that's why his heart's so set on me and Frank.
"I'm gunna go for a smoke," he tells me with a smile before turning to walk out the door. I stare after him idly sipping my drink when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I expect to see Frank but I turn to find a blond man standing in front of me.
"I'm Bob," he tells me with a grin that scares me. "And you are?"
"Um. Mikey."
"Nice name. So, was that your boyfriend?" He points towards the door that Gerard just left through.
"No! No. He's my brother!" I laugh trying to hide the pain inside me.
Bob smiles and puts his hand over the one of mine that's resting on the bar.
"Good. If you don't have a boyfriend that means we can fuck," he says. I stand shocked for a minute; I did not expect to hear that from this complete stranger.
"No thanks," I tell him trying to get away but he grabs my hand tighter.
"It wasn't a question," he chuckles before pulling me away. I try to pull back but he's much stronger than me and clearly more sober. I catch a glimpse of Frank in the crowd and yell out his name, begging him to help me as tears roll down my cheeks, but my voice is drowned out by the music. No one comes to my rescue.
Bob pulls me out a door and throws me onto the floor of an abandoned alleyway. I try to run but he pulls a knife out and slashes my cheek. I whimper and crawl into a corner of the alley as he undoes his jeans and walks towards me smiling with the knife still in his hand. Why does it seem everything happens to me?
I'VE GOT MY GERARD BACK!!! I'm so happy I cried. I'm such a baby but you know what? I don't care!! I still want to cry because I can't believe this is real. But I can't cry in the middle of the club.
Frank's gone off in a strop but we did always say that there was nothing serious between us.
I don't feel that way about Frank, maybe it was good for the time it lasted but we said it was just fun. No emotions. I still love Gerard. Always have. Always will.
"What's up with you two?" Gerard asks breaking me out of my thoughts. "Come on, you are a couple right? I mean, it's fine with me. I'm just curious."
"It's nothing." I tell him. "It's just a fling. Doesn't mean anything." Gerard just nods and says "sure," clearly not believing me. I just turn to my drink and avoid his glance.
"Whatever dude. It's your business," he mutters placing his hand on my shoulder. His touch feels like electric running through my body but he's oblivious to it. When he said he wanted things the way they were he meant it; I'm back to lying AGAIN. Maybe that's why his heart's so set on me and Frank.
"I'm gunna go for a smoke," he tells me with a smile before turning to walk out the door. I stare after him idly sipping my drink when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I expect to see Frank but I turn to find a blond man standing in front of me.
"I'm Bob," he tells me with a grin that scares me. "And you are?"
"Um. Mikey."
"Nice name. So, was that your boyfriend?" He points towards the door that Gerard just left through.
"No! No. He's my brother!" I laugh trying to hide the pain inside me.
Bob smiles and puts his hand over the one of mine that's resting on the bar.
"Good. If you don't have a boyfriend that means we can fuck," he says. I stand shocked for a minute; I did not expect to hear that from this complete stranger.
"No thanks," I tell him trying to get away but he grabs my hand tighter.
"It wasn't a question," he chuckles before pulling me away. I try to pull back but he's much stronger than me and clearly more sober. I catch a glimpse of Frank in the crowd and yell out his name, begging him to help me as tears roll down my cheeks, but my voice is drowned out by the music. No one comes to my rescue.
Bob pulls me out a door and throws me onto the floor of an abandoned alleyway. I try to run but he pulls a knife out and slashes my cheek. I whimper and crawl into a corner of the alley as he undoes his jeans and walks towards me smiling with the knife still in his hand. Why does it seem everything happens to me?
Notes
So hopefully this will satisfy you for now? More chapters in a day or so, I promise, then when I'm up-to-date I will start writing and posting again. Cross my heart.~DemolitionAngels x
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11/1/13