Can You Take This Spike? Mikey Way

JAYLINE'S P.O.V.

"I..." I started, thinking fast.

I liked Mikey.

Alot.

But I don't want to get hurt again.

Not after Lucas.

*flashback*
We were at the final football game of the season for our high school. I never liked football but Lucas liked it, so I went along with him, so we could have some time together, we never did have alot of time for us.

I walked back from the consession stand and saw something that made my heart break, my stomach drop, and me want to beat the living shit out of somebody all at once.

Lucas and some girl, under the bleachers. Making out.

"LUCAS!!" I yelled.

He jumped and turned to face me.

That's when I saw who the other girl was.

Emilie. My so called best friend.

"Oh... hey Jay." She giggled.

"Uhm... Jay, baby, it's not what it looks like." Lucas started.

"Oh, so you weren't just playing tonsil hockey and trying to suck the face off my best friend?" I
asked sarcastically.

"You know, Jayline, maybe he came to me because you weren't giving him what he needed.
Unlike me." Emilie said.

"FUCKING SLUT! WHORE! BITCH!" I screamed at her, using every name in the book.

She just giggled.

"Atleast somebody wants me." She snapped back at me.

"Jay, baby, just calm down." Lucas tried.

"No," I said, shaking my head, "We're through." I barely whispered the last word.

"Give me another chance babe!" He asked.

"No. I fucking loved you, did everything you asked, even went to these fucking stupid ass
football games with you, and this is the thanks I get? You cheating on me, with my 'best friend' none the less? FUCK YOU LUCAS GREGORY CRENDALE!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

"Maybe I will." Emelie smirked.

"And you," I said, turning to her, "who's the one that walked you all the way to the rite-aid cause you thought you were pregnant? Who's the one who sat with you while you waited?" I snarled.

"Fuck both of you. Lucas can get aids and you can be pregnant for all I care." I told both of them and walked off.

*flashback over*

"Mikey, I like you as a friend. Not anything else." I said before I thought about it.

"Oh..." He said, sounding hurt.

I didn't say anything, just ran inside to Holly.

She saw my state of distress and pulled me outside into her car.

I sat down in the passenger seat and started bawling my eyes out.

She rubbed my back and said, "Shhh, shhh, what happened?"

"M-M-Mikey told me he l-l-liked me. Alot. I think I li-i-ike him to. Bu-u-ut I don't want-t-t to get hur-r-t again!" I wailed as another sob wracked through my body.

She kept rubbing my back, silent for a few seconds.

"I know you're scared, but Mikey is nothing like that asshole. He would kill himself before he hurt anyone of his friends, especially you. I've noticed how he looks at you. It's kinda like he's seeing the sun for the first time." She told me.

Just then, the back door opened and some scooted into the back.

"What's wrong?" Gerard asked.

"It's about Mikey." I said.

"What happened? He didn't hurt you did he?" He asked.

"No, Mikey just told her he likes her. Alot." Holly said.

"And that's bad why?" He asked.

"Cause in her old high school, she went out with this dude she thought she loved and she caught him under the bleachers with her ex-best friend making out so she dumped him and got depressed and almost killed herself. She's the one I was telling you about that I had to convince her not to cut herself, remember three or four months ago?" She filled him in.

Gee's eye's widened.

"That was you? I had no idea."

"I didn't exactly want to bring that up...." I whispered.

"Yeah, I can see why.... anyways, about Mikey. He is head over fucking heels for you. He's
told me so. He said this, word for word; when she smiles at me, my mind goes crazy and my heart feels like it's going a hundred miles an hour. When she looks at me, I want to just melt into a puddle." Gerard said, grinning at me.

I looked at him.

"But, what if he finds another girl who does that?"

He shook his head.

"He won't. You are the one. It's kind of like you're the puzzle piece that fits right with his."

I shook my head.

"I'm scared to go out with somebody again."

"I'm behind you one hundred and twenty million percent with whatever you do, ok?" Holly
said.

"Mikey'll think I'm a liar anyways. I told him I only liked him as a friend." I said.

I rubbed my eyes, and put on a fake smile.

"Let's go inside, ok? I don't want people to think somethings up."

Holly and Gerard stared at me.

"Alright..." They got out and followed me.

We walked inside to see Bob playing Ray on Guitar Hero.

"I totally fucking PWN you at this!" Bob screamed.

"How in the hell? I'm the guitar player!" Ray screamed back.

"It's just my mad skills!"

Frank went behind Bob and grinned at Ray, who grinned back.

Frank suddenly grabbed the controller and started pressing all the buttons and rendomly
strumming.

"Tag team!" He screeched.

"Frank! I'll kill you!" Bob said, tackling Frank, and landing on him.

"Oooohhh, cowboy butt sex!" I yelled.

"Grrr...." Bob said.

"Oh My Gosh. Did Bob actually just grr at me?" I asked.

"I think he did..." Holly said, grinning.

"Well, I think it's time for OUR tag-teaminess!" I grinned.

"Shall we?" She asked.

"Oh, we shall."

We both started running at Bob and suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Hi!" I said.

"Hi?"

I grinned then grabbed his arms.

"Holly! Now!" I screeched.

She dove down on her knees and hit behind his knees, making his legs buckle.

I pushed him down, and Holly rolled out of the way.

I landed on him and yelled, "DOG PILE ON BOB!!!"

I then felt,four other people jump on me.

I grinned.

"Are you gonna grrr at me again?" I asked.

"N- maybe!.... Jeez you guys are fat!" He yelled.

"Well, we won't get off unless you promise not to grrr at me again!"

"Fine! I promise!"

"Ok! The deadly tag team of Jayline and Holly strikes again!"

I felt the presure coming off of me and I rolled off of Bob.

I got up and saw the back of Mikey's head disapear upstairs.

I hope I didn't hurt him to bad....

-MIKEY'S POV-

I sighed after I got up and went upstairs to my room.

I laid on my bed again and stared at my ceiling.

I felt like there was a hole in my heart, that wouldn't ever be filled again.....

I love her.

It's not a liking thing.

It's a love thing.