What Hurts the Most~Part Poofless
So, this was requested by MakMon. There will be one more part after this for the next ship but for now, enjoy this Poofless one-shot leading off of What Hurts the Most~Merome.
Play song whenever.
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~Rob's POV~
BajanCanoodle~ I told you Vikk! I'm not going to tell him! He'll hate me if I do......
IckyStickyStar~ How do you know that Mitch? He's your best friend Mitch. How could he hate you?
MrWaffles~ He has a point Mitch. You'll never know until you try.
BajanCanoodle~ I'll think about it. Jerome's home now so I'll talk to you guys later.
IckStickyStar~ Bye Mitch.
MrWaffles~ See ya bro.
I closed my phone after I sent the text and sighed.
I swear to god if Mitch doesn't tell Jerome his feelings, I will do it for him. I thought as I stood up from my couch to make some lunch.
I pulled out a box of mac and cheese and began to boil some water in a pot. While waiting I took out my phone and began to look at social media. The water then started to boil; causing me to put down my phone and begin to cook the mac and cheese.
After it was done, I sat at the counter and began to eat. As I was eating, my phone began to ring. Setting down my spoon, I got up and went to grab my phone. Reading the ID I answered.
"Hey Mitch! How's it going?" I said cheerfully as I answered.
"Not good." He replied with a sniffle. Oh god he's been crying.
"I'll be over in 5 Mitch." I said before hanging up.
I quickly grabbed the keys to my car and pulled on my signature blue hoodie. I ran out the door; locking it behind me before climbing into my car.
I'm lucky I live so close to Mitch and Jerome. It's very helpful for times like these.
5 minutes later, I arrive on Mitch's street and see him sitting on his porch; just staring at his hands. His caramel eyes looked up at me as I parked in the driveway. I quickly turned it off and hopped out. I walked up to him and pulled him into a large hug; causing him to start sobbing into my shoulder.
"There, there. It'll be alright Mitch." I said soothingly.
Mitch sniffled and shook his head.
"How can everything be alright when I lost the only light in my world?" Mitch struggled out between sobs.
I sighed before rubbing his back soothingly. A few minutes later, Mitch pulled away and wiped his eyes.
"Thanks Rob." He whispered.
"No problem. Now, what happened?" I asked quietly, sitting down on the porch beside him.
"We.... had an argument. He saw the texts between me, you, and Vikk and instantly got suspicious. So he came up to me. I told him I couldn't tell him, so he got mad and stormed out. After that I called you and now we're here." He told me. I nodded.
Well, is there anything else you need?" I asked as we sat there.
"Could you possibly, come with me to the talent show? Jerome was going to come with me, but you know...." Mitch trailed off at the end as I nodded.
"Of course. I'll pick you up at seven okay?" I said; standing up.
He nodded and stood up to pull me into another hug.
"Thank you again, so much Rob!" He said, his voice muffled into my hoodie.
"Of course Mitch, anything for a friend." I replied as we pulled away. "I'll see you later okay?"
Mitch nodded with a slight smile.
"Yeah. See you later." Mitch said as I climbed back into my car and began to drive away.
I drove back to my home and went back to my mac and cheese. It was cold. Groaning, I threw it away and went to my couch again. Looking at the time, I noticed it was only 1:30.
"I have some time." I said to myself as I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep.
~Time Skip~
I woke up a few hours later to my phone ringing loudly.
My vision blurry from sleep, I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and answered it.
"Hello?" I asked tiredly.
"Dude! You were supposed to pick me up from the airport 30 mins ago!" The voice on the other side said.
Looking at the time yet again, I jumped from the couch.
"I'm so sorry Vikk! I'll be there in ten!" I exclaimed as I grabbed my keys.
"I forgive you. Just get here!" Vikk said before hanging up.
I slapped my forehead as I rushed out of my house and into my car.
10 minutes later, I pulled into the airport and searched for Vikk. I found him sitting on a bench with his phone in hand and bags at his side. I pulled up in front of him and honked my horn. Vikk looked up and smiled. He grabbed all his stuff and put it in the trunk before climbing into the passenger seat.
"Hi Vikk I am so sorry. I had to help Mitch earlier and then I fell asleep!" I quickly explained as I drove off.
"It's no problem Rob. What happened with Mitch?" Vikk asked.
I sighed. "Apparently Jerome read the texts between you, me, and Mitch and got frustrated that Mitch wasn't telling him. He apparently stormed out of the house, leaving Mitch. He called me up and had me come over. So I did and he asked if I could take him to a talent show tonight. So after we pick up Mitch, that's where we're going." I explained, checking the time to see it was 10 to 7.
"Alright. How far are we from Mitch?" Vikk asked.
"His house is just up here." I said, pointing to the white hosue that belonged to the Benja.
As I pulled into the driveway, I saw Mitch sitting on the porch in a red dress shirt and black skinny jeans. Mitch smiled to us as he got up and climbed into the car.
"Hey Mitch! You ready bud?" I asked as I pulled out of the driveway and drove to the talent show.
"I don't know. I'm kinda nervous. This will be broadcast live throughout all Florida!" He answered as he fiddled with my dog tags.
"Don't worry Mitch! I've heard your voice. You'll be great!" Vikk replied cheerfully from the passenger seat.
Mitch mumbled something as he got out and walked inside the building. I gave a small sigh as me and Vikk watched him walk.
"Come on. Let's go inside to watch the performances. I think they're pretty much close to over." I said, guiding Vikk into building.
A yodeler was on the stage right now, receiving snickers. I rolled my eyes as I pulled Vikk into a seat. The yodeler finished his act a few minutes later and was pushed off the stage by the announcer. The announcer smiled before speaking.
"We are excited to announce that for our final act, will be a local boy. He will be singing for us tonight. May I present, Mitch Hughes!"
Applause rang through the crowd as Mitch walked out from behind the curtain and took the microphone from the guy. He smiled at us before talking to the crowd.
"Hello everybody, my name is Mitch Hughes. I'm a local here and recently, I lost someone special to me." A chorus of 'awes' rang throughout the crowd. "So I decided to sing this song, to show you how I feel. And if that special person is watching this, I want you to know this is how I felt for you."
*Play Song If You Want :P*
The song finished and I stood up to cheer; Vikk joining. Mitch smiled sadly at the crowd before disappearing behind the curtain. The announcer came back out on stage and smiled to the camera.
"You all may now vote! Who will win?" The annoucer said.
A few minutes later, the announcer was handed a slip of paper.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the Florida Talent Show is..... Mitch Hughes! Let me go get him!"
The announcer came back a second later with a red eyed Mitch. He gave a small smile to the crowd as he bowed. When he did, the crowd grew quiet. Me and Vikk looked at each other before trying to get Mitch's attention. Mitch looked at us confused before we motioned behind him.
Mitch turned around and began to sob again.
Jerome walked closer to Mitch.
"Is it true Mitch?" He asked quietly. "Do you really love me?"
All Mitch could do was nod and cry harder. He looked away and closed his eyes. Jerome wrapped his arms around Mitch's waist and lifted his head up. Mitch, eyes still closed, cried until Jerome placed his lips onto Mitch's. They pushed with passion in every movement. Mitch kissed back as me and Vikk cheered loudly; soon followed by everyone else in the audience.
The kiss ended, and everyone cheered loudly. Mitch and Jerome put their foreheads together and whispered a few things. Mitch smiled happily as he hugged Jerome.
Well. Seems like Mitch and Jerome made up.
~Time Skip~
"Are you ready for this weekend?" I asked Vikk as we walked inside my house.
"Heck yeah I am! When's Preston coming down?" Vikk asked.
"I'll text him and ask. You go unpack!" I said happily.
Vikk nodded and began to drag his stuff up the stairs.
Pulling out my phone, I tapped on Preston's icon and texted him.
MrWaffles~ Hey Preston! I just wanted to know when you plan on flying down!
TbnrLavaMob~ I'm not coming down. I have plans with my girlfriend.
MrWaffles~ When did you get a girlfriend?!
TbnrLavaMob~ A few days ago. We were planning on going on a date this weekend.
MrWaffles~ But we've been planning this weekend for months Preston! Don't you think that's a little more important?
TbnrLavaMob~ Nothing is more important right now. Not even you. Goodbye Rob.
I closed my phone as tears rolled down my cheeks.
How could he do this? We've been planning a week out in Florida all weekend with the guys.
Dropping my phone, I rushed into the nearest bathroom and slammed the door; locking it behind me.
*WARNING! MENTIONS OF SELF HARM! IF YOU DON'T LIKE, SKIP.*
I went into the secret compartment of the mirror and pulled out something I never thought I would use again. My razor. Grabbing it between my fingers, I looked at it as I rolled up my sleeve. Raising the razor, I slid it slowly across my skin; wincing as blood began to seep through the cut.
"Rob? Are you alright?" I hear Vikk ask from outside the bathroom.
I cursed under my breath as I continued to make five more cuts.
"No...." I muttered, tears streaming down my face.
"Rob. Let me in please." I placed the razor on the counter before unlocking the door; and rushing to the corner.
The doorknob turned, revealing Vikk. Vikk gasped when he saw my arm. He rushed forward and held my arm gently.
"Why Rob?" He asked, tears filling his eyes.
"P-p-preston." I stated through my tears.
Vikk stood up and ran out the room, returning later with my phone in his hands. His face turned to anger as he read over the texts.
"Oh I'm gonna smack some sense into that mother fudger." Vikk said as he turned off my phone and pulled me to my feet.
I kept quiet as he guided me over to the sink and put my hand under the faucet. I winced as the water touched the cuts; washing the blood away. After turning off the water, Vikk dried my arm and put on some medicine before wrapping a bandage around it.
"Go sit on the couch for a second. I'll clean up here." Vikk said, motioning to the blood on the counter along with the razor.
I nodded and gave him a grateful look before going and laying on the couch; my arm tucked close to my chest. As I laid there, I could hear Vikk talking to someone; most likely on his phone.
"Hi. Sorry to wake you but we have a problem."
"Something happened between Preston and Rob."
"It was pretty bad."
"Can you be over here in 5?"
"Good. Pack a small bag for the both of you."
"See you soon."
After Vikk hung up, he walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the couch across from me.
"I just called Mitch and Jerome. They'll be coming over to help us with this problem, okay?" Vikk asked quietly.
I nodded slightly before letting out a deep breath. I stared emotionless at the wall until a knock came to my door. Vikk got up and rushed to the door. I sat up on the couch as Vikk walked back in with a worried looking Mitch and Jerome.
"Okay. Now that we're here, explain what happened." Jerome said.
Without speaking, Vikk pulled out my phone and handed it to Jerome. Jerome opened up the texts between me and Preston and began to read; Mitch reading over his shoulder. After they finished, they looked at me with looks of sympathy.
"Oh my god Rob. I'm so sorry." Mitch said as he walked over and hugged me tightly.
"You said it got worse?" Jerome asked Vikk.
Vikk shook his head. "That's only if Rob is willing to show it."
I sighed before pushing Mitch off of me.
"You guys deserve to know." I said as I pushed my sleeve up to reveal my bandaged forearm.
Mitch and Jerome gasped as they saw the bandage.
"Oh god Rob!" Jerome said as tears filled his and Mitch's eyes.
"I'm sorry." I said, lowering my head to look at the ground.
"That's it!" Mitch yelled, causing me to look up. "We're going to Texas! Where I will personally beat some sense into Preston!"
"But when would we leave? If you haven't realized, it's nearly midnight." Vikk said.
"We'll leave now and sleep on the plane. Tomorrow, we'll go talk to Preston." Jerome said, wrapping an arm around Mitch's shoulder.
"I guess we can do that. What do you think Rob?" Vikk asked as everyone turned to me.
I shrugged sadly. "If you think you can change his mind. But I'd prefer to stay away from him for now."
"We respect your decision. Go pack a bag for a few days. I'll buy the tickets." Mitch said as everyone rushed around.
Well. Here we go again.
~Time Skip~
"Okay. So the plan is, Vikk and Jerome will be talking to Preston while we listen through the phone they'll have on. You good?" Mitch asked as we sat in our hotel room, waiting for Jerome to call us.
"Yeah." I said sadly.
"Hey. It'll be okay. If it turned around for me, it'll turn around for you." Mitch said, hugging me tigthly.
"Thank you Mitch." I said, my voice muffled in his hoodie.
"Just repaying the favor." Mitch said as his phone began to ring.
Mitch answered it and out it on speaker.
"Okay. You guys have got to be extremely quiet. Me and Vikk are about to knock on his door." Jerome's voice said through the phone.
"Will do Jerome." Mitch said as we got comfortable.
A knock is heard from the phone and the quiet whisper of our two friends before the sound of the door opening.
"Vikk? Jerome? What are you guys doing here?" Preston's voice asked.
"We need to talk. Are you home alone?" Jerome asked him.
"Yeah. Come on in you guys."
Footsteps were heard as Jerome and Vikk walked into the house.
"So what are you guys doing down here? I thought you both were in Florida?"
"We were." Vikk said. "Until something happened."
"What happened?" Preston asked.
"Oh don't act all innocent! We saw the texts you sent Rob!" Jerome exclaimed loudly.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! She threatened to hurt him if I didn't do it." Preston exclaimed, starting to sob.
"Who threatened to hurt Rob?" Vikk asked calmly.
"This crazy chick! She forced me to be her boyfriend and threatened to hurt Rob if I went to Florida to visit him! She can't be stopped!" Preston sobbed out.
"Preston. This is a very bad ordeal. Rob cut because of this." Jerome told him.
"HE DID WHAT?!" Preston cried out.
"He cut his arm because of what this girl did. But we have a plan." Jerome said.
"You do?" Preston asked, calming down slightly.
"Yes we do. We'll make sure this crazy chick won't get to you, while you go talk to Rob." Vikk told him.
"But how? Rob's in Florida!" Preston cried.
"No he isn't. He flew down with us. So did Mitch." Vikk told him. "He's in the hotel just across the street in room 43. Go."
A rush of footsteps were heard before Vikk began to talk again.
"Alright. He's headed your way. How you doing Rob?"
"I'm f-f-fine." I said, tears threatening to spill. "Let's just get this over with."
"Alright. I'll be in the closet listening to music if you need me." Mitch said as he hung up the phone and walked into the closet.
As soon as he closed the door, a knock came from the main door.
"It's unlocked." I stammered out.
The sound of the door opening could be heard and footsteps as they entered the room.
"Robbie?" Preston asked.
I turned around and saw his tear streaked face. He rushed forward and hugged me tightly.
"I'm so sorry Robbie! I couldn't just let her..." I cut Preston off.
"It's okay. Jerome and Vikk will handle her." I said quietly.
Preston sniffled. "How did you know?"
"It was Vikk's idea. He had Jerome call Mitch so we could hear what you guys said. There's no need to apologize."
"Yes there is! You cut because of me! I hurt the only one I love."
I pulled away from the hug with a slightly shocked expression.
"You love me?" I asked quietly.
Preston nodded, looking at anything but me.
"Preston. Look at me." I said sternly.
Preston looked at me, before I surprised him with a kiss. Preston kissed back a few seconds later; wrapping his arms around my waist while I wrapped mine around his waist. We kissed for what seemed like forever until we had to part for air. We put our foreheads together and looked into each other's eyes; breathing heavily.
"Will you be my boyfriend once the two deal with the crazy psycho girl?" Preston asked as we lay on the bed.
"Of course." I said, snuggling up to him.
We laid there for a few moments before a certain Canadian in the closet shouted:
"ARE YOU TWO DONE HAVING FUN YET?"
"DAMN YOU MITCH!" Preston shouted as both us of blushed furiously.
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Here you go Makmon. I hope you like this.
Look out for the next one called: What Hurts the Most~ Part Vikklan
~Mia
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