Halloween Horror

Mike couldn't take Alex crying, no matter how bad Alex had hurt him. "I-I love Y-You...P-Please Don't C-Cry."

"Baby, don't you worry about me. You have every right to hate me right now. I'm just upset with myself."

"I-Im sorry..." Mike didn't know what he was sorry for, Alex had hit him...hurt him. But there was something about his lover crying that made him feel sorry.

"Don't say sorry. You have nothing to be sorry for baby. I'm sorry." Alex said.

"B-But your crying...." Mike let his finger tips brush over his throbbing cheek. Mike scooted over to the wall and leaned against it.

"I'm crying 'cause I'm mad at myself. It's not your fault that I'm an asshole."

Mike trembled, he cheek was swollen and hot to the touch. "I-It was one t-time." Mike knew that didn't matter but he hated Alex hurting, Mike was used to hurting, that used to be all he felt before he met Alex.

"Stop trying to make me feel better, honey. I should be helping you." Alex said. Why was Mike being so nice?

"I-I can help myself...." Mike stood and went to the small kitchen, but not before catching a glance at his face in the mirror of the bathroom. Mike let out a small gasp, how had Alex done such a thing to him.

Alex buried him head in the pillow on the bed.
How could he let himself hurt Mike?

Mike let the tears fall again, quickly wiping them from one cheek but he was careful about touching the other. Mike calmed himself down and went back to trying to find something to wipe the blood away with, normal he would go see the babies but he didn't want them to really see him like this now that he knew had bad it looked.

Mike let the tears fall again, quickly wiping them from one cheek but he was careful about touching the other. Mike calmed himself down and went back to trying to find something to wipe the blood away with, normal he would go see the babies but he didn't want them to really see him like this now that he knew had bad it looked.

"Mike, I'm sorry." He croaked, words muffled by the pillow.
It's amazing how one moment of weakness can change years of love.
He sat there, trying to think of anything to make Mike forgive him.

Mike went on about trying to wet a wash cloth. After getting a wet cloth Mike went back to his place against the wall. Mike hissed as the warm cloth touched his hurt cheek.

Alex began humming under his breath, making up a tune. Occasionaly adding a few more notes.

Mike gently rubbed off the dried blood, careful of how much pressure he used. Mike listen to Alex hummed, he didn't know what was so happy he had to hum about but whatever floated his boat, Mike was hurting, his cheek and his heart.

He reached over and grabbed a pad of paper and pen off the night stand. He frantically scribbled down words not wanting to forget.

Mike eyed Alex warily, ready to hide under the bed if he moved towards him.

As he ran out of words, he thumped the pen on the pad, deep in thought. Finally he finished. He held up the piece of paper and read through it once.

Mike finished cleaning his face and put the now bloody rag away. Mike looked at his face again now that it was clean, all he could say about it was that it was not bloody.

"Mike, can you come here?" Alex asked tentatively.

Mike gulped and slowly walk over to Alex but he was sure to stay in escape range.

"I wrote something for you." Alex said tentatively.
He cleared his throat and began to sing.

"It's 3 AM and I finally say
I'm sorry for acting that way
I didn't really mean to make you cry
Oh baby, sometimes I wonder why

Does it always have to come down
To you leaving
Before I'll say "I love you"
Why do I always use the words
That cut the deepest
When I know how much it hurts you
Oh baby why, do I do that to you

I know I'd never let you walk away
So why do I push you 'til you break
And why are you always on the verge of good-bye
Before I'll show you how I really feel inside

Does it always have to come down
To you leaving
Before I'll say "I love you"
Why do I always use the words
That cut the deepest
When I know how much it hurts you
Oh baby why, do I do that to you?

Why do I always use the words that cut the deepest?
When I know how much it hurts you
Oh baby why, do I do that to you?
Why do I do that to you?"

When he finished, he stayed silent for a moment.
"I know it's not very good..." He mumbled.

"A-Alex......." Mike forced himself over to the bed and sat down next to Alex. "I-it was great.." Mike took a deep breath and Kissed Alex's cheek. "Thank you..." Mike wanted to lean against is lover but decided against it.

Alex looked over at Mike, teary eyed.
"C-can I?" He asked, opening his arms for the hug he'd wanted earlier.