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|Mike’s POV|

I wake up as my phones dings the twitter ding. I yawn and pick up my phone. Another hate massage. Jeez what's with all the hate all of a sudden? I sigh, lock my phone, place it into the coffee table and walk into the kitchen. I grab myself a slice of leftover pizza from last night and stumble back into the front room. I chew a pics of the pizza as my phone screen lights up. Twitter notification. I stop chewing and open up the app.
@LexiLovesYa~ No one will love Mike Fuentes. He's ugly as hell and who exactly would love a guy with all those tattoos? He's nothing compared to his brother...
Ouch, well that hurt. I felt tears fill to the brim of my eyes. I attempt to blink them away, but they was bein stubborn and decided to fall. I slip my phone into my pocket and walk upstairs and into the bathroom. Rummaging through the medical cupboard, I finally grab the plastic bag of razors. Grabbing one, I plac the rest in the cupboard and snap away the blue plastic.
I get the blades out and slide down the wall. Tears were violently falling and I was shaking. I placed the cool metal object to my wrist a dragged it across; when I heard the door slam shut.

|Tony’s POV|

I open the door to mine and Mike's shared house and slam it shut. “Mike?” I call out. I see a half eaten slice of pepperoni pizza on the beige coffee table. So he's here. “Mike, where are you?” I call out again. I hear whimpers coming form the bathroom upstairs. I frown and make my way up the wooden stair case. “Mikey?” I reach the bathroom, and the sobbing was louder.
“G–go away.” I hear Mike’s voice crack. I sigh and open the door. I saw him shaking violently and sobbing loudly. I soon see the shining object placed between his index and middle finger, blood on the sharp edge of it.
“No.” I whisper and quickly walk over to him. “Mike, please give me the blade.”
“Why do you care!? They were right, who would love someone like me? I'm nothing compared to Vic.” It truly did break my heart seeing him like this. I managed to gain the dangerous object from his fingers and slip into m back pocket. I pull Mike into a hug and held him in my arms.
"Who said this?" I ask, concern filling my voice.
"they did." He says as he reaches for his phone. He presses the bird icon and passes me it. I read through every single hate tweet he got.
"Oh mike." I sigh, and grab for my phone; also going on to twitter. I tweet something and pass back Mike his phone. "Want to watch Night before Christmas?" He nods and gives me a slight smile. I grab his hand and gently pull him to our bedroom. I place the movie into the TV and climb onto the bed and let Mike snuggle up to me.
We share kisses here and there. We haven't done this for at least a month when Mike started to get distant. It wasn't soon until he fell asleep in my arms. I look down at my sleeping boyfriend and kiss his head. "I love you." I say just before I fall asleep myself.

Notes

For Maddilovesvoc123... I know it's a little long, but hey, love writing cute one–shots, so it's all good. Hop you enjoy ^.^

oh and I made up the twitter username