Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > Count Me In.

Pls Frgv Ths Gy

by Kill-Your-Own-Chorus 0 reviews

Matt is a few feet away from rock bottom, that is until a simple text lifted him 10 feet high.

Category: Fall Out Boy - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst,Drama - Warnings: [!!!] - Published: 2008-08-07 - Updated: 2008-08-08 - 817 words

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3 MONTHS LATER
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Matt took in another long drag. He opened his mouth, releasing a smooth, silky line of smoke. He layed down on the bed and closed his eyes. He relaxed his whole entire body, and let the weed do it's job. He heard the bathroom door open, Laura cheerleader walked out. Her thin body was wrapped in a white silk kimono robe, her hair was wet from the shower. She tossed and teased it with her fingers. She looked over at him and smiled.

"Like what you see Matt?" She asked seductively. Matt's scanned her up and down. He gave a smile, which was completely fake.

"I sure did last night" He answered smugly. Laura let out a giggle. It sounded utterly ridiculous. She picked up her underwear and clothing and slipped it into her bag.

"Tony's coming by to pick me up soon," She announced,"I'll be back tomorrow."

She walked over to the bed and planted a kiss on his lips, she tasted like old tequila. Nasty as Hell. Matt hid his disdain by planting a deep passionate kiss and sucking on her bottom lip. Laura giggled as she pulled away.

"Try not to miss me too much" She spoke as she headed for the door. Matt gave a pouty face.

"Baby, that'll be hard as hell" He spoke. Laura blew a kiss goodbye and officially left. Matt let out a sigh of relief. She was a fucking nightmare. He looked over to his drawer and pulled out his phone. 1 new text.

Matt I don't know how much more i can take of this.
She's not talking to me or anything!
I feel like total shit right now. Has she said anything to you?
--Skrllx

Fuck. Why would she? He fucking killed their kid. Matt wouldn't say anything either! He put his phone away and slipped out the switchblade. He cut into the side of his forearm a small X mark. How pathetic of him. All he could do was Smoke, Drink, Cut, and Fuck. He looked at all his past scars. For three months worth of cuts, his arm was looking pretty fucked up. He would have to switch soon before people started to notice. Like anyone would care though. His parents were too drunk and stupid to care. Most of the time they were either drunk and fucking, or high and gone somewhere else. He could see where he's getting his lifestyle from.

Just then a vibrating sounded from his pocket. He slipped it out and read the text.

Hey.
-Aphex.


Matt's heart skipped three beats. His fingers immediately began to type on impulse.

Hey, how are you?
-War.
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I'm Fine.
Tired.

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I see.
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Matt? Are you okay?
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Matt thought about an answer for a moment. He thought of the best one possible.

Yeah. I'm fine.
Sonny and I are tight now btw.

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You're a shitty liar when it comes to emotions.
I can read you like a book,
even over the phone.
:)
I'm glad about u n Sonny.

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Matt scoffed a little. Typical Margo. He imagined her next to him, poking him on the cheek or doing something wierd. Thinking about her only made him miss her more. Just then another text came in.
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I know what you do to feel better.
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Matt's heart sped up a bit. Relax. He had to play it cool.
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What do you mean?
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I saw the scars when you and Sonny were fighting.
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Fuck! He thought to himself. He thought that he could have hid this for a little while longer! More Vibration came.

Come pick me up.
You and I are going to my doctors appointment. ^.^
Aphex

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What for?
War

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I'm bloating a little, i don't know what's wrong
Jude's worried.
Aphex

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Maybe you're pregnant again.
War.

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I highly doubt that. =[
Sonny and I haven't seen each other since the fight.
Aphex

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I'm sorry about that by the way.
I was so fucking stupid.
I should've stopped.
War.

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It's okay Matt. It's not like you meant to hurt anyone.
Aphex.

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I killed your baby midge,
I fucking murdered someone.
I'm such a fuckup.
War.

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No you're not.
=[

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I just cut myself now.
Right after i fucked a girl while i was high.
that pretty much screams "fuck up".

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Maybe.
But the matt i know is one obnoxious asshole
who i just can't possibly get enough of.
:)
He's no fuck up to me.

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Matt's mood completely lifted in that instant. He read the text over and over. He wasn't a fuckup to her, an obnoxious asshole, but not a fuckup. He smiled a little as he slipped his phone into his pocket. He lifted himself off the bed and he grabbed his keys. Maybe today wouldn't be such a bad day.
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