People involved: ? (Guess), ?'s girlfriend, Mitch, Lachlan, Rob
Ships: desired Mitch x ?
Word Count: 1246 with lyrics
Idea: Mitch is losing his best friend and the one he wishes to call him lover. Will he let the other man go through with everything?
Extra Notes: Based off the song N.M.E. by Set It Off. Until next time, Peace my Cheeses! I love you all <3
Format from here on: Bold is lyrics. Normal is the story.

Remove the gag and step away. He's suffocating.

I watch sadly as he gets dragged off by his girlfriend. All she ever does is control him, and he is oblivious to this fact.

You pull the strings day after day.

He doesn't eat unless she wants him to. He doesn't record unless she wants him to. He buys her whatever she wants. And I can't stand to watch it.

That's why he needs a-

I keep telling him they're too close, that he needs a break. At which point, he'll ask me a break from what?

Break! From you. Bid your ass ado.

All I want to do is scream at him to leave her. She's no good for him. He needs to drop her ass before he's too far gone.

A break, from you, Bitch your ass is through.

She's so cocky too though. She knows she has him wrapped around her manicured fingers, and she knees I can't do anything.

Oh I hope he hears these words. Maybe this and he will learn.

All I can do is hope and pray that he will hear the words I say. I can only pray that he can come to his senses still, that he's not too far gone yet.

You should escape! Skip town. No more excuses.

He keeps coming up with excuses for why he can't do anything with me anymore. "Oh I'm busy", "I'm not in the mood right now", "maybe next time". I'm tired of it.

Abandon ship, or drown. No more excuses.

He needs to drop her or he'll drown in her. It's all he ever talks about anymore. Whenever we are together now, it's all about her. How great she is.

Do you even have a plan of attack? A way to react? Oh no.

He needs to leave her now. She's getting to be too much. He needs to come up with a plan and put it into action now. Before it's too late.

You should escape, skip town. You're better on your own!

I always tell him that he's better on his own. That he was much happier, much more efficient. But he usually just says that I'm only jealous.

Ok, we get it: you're both a happy couple.

She's with him everywhere. Events, conventions, vacations. She's always by his side. And when she's not, they both talk about how much they miss each other.

Why else go through the trouble of posting it 10 times a day?

His social media is filled with her too. His Instagram is pictures of the two, his Twitter just tweets about what they do together.

Break! From you. Bid your ass ado.

There are a couple fans who are as bothered by it as I am. His YouTube is almost completely about them as a couple right now.

We need a break, from you. Bitch your ass is through.

There was actually something that went down recently about that. A couple of people kept asking him why she always recorded with her now, and why he wasn't recording with me.

Oh I hope he hears these words. Maybe this and he will learn.

The fans who loved their relationship flipped out. It went on for a while, before those who were asking ended up getting their accounts deleted from being reported.

You should escape! Skip town. No more excuses.

It shows you exactly what has come from their relationship. The destruction, the horror. I still don't understand how he hasn't noticed.

Abandon ship, or drown. No more excuses.

I pretended I hadn't noticed the issue. I knew if I did I would have flipped out. Especially since I could feel their relationship shifting. I could tell where this was going.

Do you even have a plan of attack? A way to react? Oh no.

Of course I knew he wanted to marry her. I wasn't stupid, he had still been my best friend once. I could pick up on his cues, he got much happier around her and he brought her to fancier dinners.

You should escape, skip town. You're better on your own!

When he invited me to his wedding, I was surprised. He hadn't asked me to be his best man; I think he knew I would have said no. But he did let me in his dressing room that fateful day.

If you're both in black and white, And they ask who dares defy, I'll be raising my hand high.

"I'm not going to let you marry her. She's no good for you, you deserve so much better." I spoke, knowing this was for his best.

High!

His eyes lit up in rage, how could he still not understand I was helping him? How could he not see I was saving him?

High!

"Mitch, buddy, please. Just get over it! I love her. I'm gonna her. That's it." He began.

High!

"I don't know what your problem with her is, but I'm sick and tired of it! Just leave us alone." With that, he stormed off out of his room, heading to wait for the wedding.

(If anyone should object to this marriage, please speak now, or forever hold your peace.)

As the priest asked for objections to the marriage, I stood up and began forward.

Hahaha ahem yeah, I've got something to say!

Gasps filled the room and he rolled his eyes at me. "Could someone please get him out of here?" He asked as I felt arms grab me. I fought back as I heard him tell her "I'm so sorry I invited him. I hoped he could behave himself."

You should escape!

Lachlan and Rob dragged me outside, both very frustrated. "The hell is your problem Mitch?!" Lachlan yelled, Rob's arms hooked around my shoulders to hold me back.

Skip town. No more excuses.

"She's going to hurt him!" I yelled, fighting to get back inside and stop him from making a mistake.
"What makes you say that? They're both so happy together!" Lachlan argued.

Abandon ship, or drown. No more excuses.

"She told me she would hurt him! She told me she only wanted money an fame, and she didn't care what she had to do to get it.

Do you even have a plan of attack? A way to react? Oh no.

"That's why she always hated me! Because she knew I could stop her! That's why she made him hate me! I have to stop him from making a mistake! I have to save him."

You should escape, skip town.

"Mitch, buddy. Let's just get you home. You're obviously just distraught right now. I'll get him home Rob, you head back in and apologize to them that I couldn't be there for the rest. I'm going to stay with him."

You're better on your own!

I was dragged home by Lachlan, still fuming with rage. No one believed me anymore. All because of that bitch. And I hated her. For all of it.

Better on your own.

A day after the wedding, I had received a call from him.

You're better on your own.

"She cheated on me on our wedding night Mitch. I'm so sorry."

Yeah-yeah.

And I didn't feel any remorse.

You're better on your own.

I didn't feel bad for him.

Yeah-yeah.

I felt quite empty about all of it.

You're better on your own.

"You should have listened, Jerome. I knew what I was talking about."