He Will Be Loved

"Or Quincy! He has a tattoo for me! A baby WITH me! Alex thing about him making me ride him!!"
It hurt so good.

"Mike..." Alex growled in warning. Alex would snap soon but it would not be Mike he hurt. IT would be Dustin or Quicny and that would make either Zac or Chris go off on him..

Mike paused, thinking about it.
"Well fine....I left you, thats what I did wrong, I left you."
When he died.

"Mikey..." He couldn't hit Mike for dying... it only made him think of how weak he was with cancer... "God, I'm just incapable of hurting you..." He had to lose his temper..

Mike thought hard.
"I cheated on you." He pointed out softly.

"What?" Alex questioned lightly. "What are you talking about?"

"With Rick remember? I told him to fuck me, I wanted him to fuck me...."

Alex's jaw clenched and unclenched.
But he had deserved that.... he'd kissed Lane...
One thing would set him off... but he knew Mike wouldn't DARE use it...

Mike sighed,
He would regret this...
"I didn't think that scarred up bastard's bitch would hit me hard Anyways."
it fucking hurt him...

Alex blinked. That had hit a nerve...
"Wait, what did you say?" He'd misheard....

"Nothing Alex. You just cant hit like that ugly, scarred up, run through the ringer McCormick. " Mike grumbled.
He also needed to see something.

Alex hit him with the paddle. Harder this time.
"You're right. I can hit HARDER." He hissed lightly.
He acted as if that was all there was to it... but, no one talked about LAne like that...

"Whatever! Your hitting like the little bitch Lane turned you into! Lane is a fucking asshole, ugly too with those scars."
Mike could feel tears gather in his eyes.
Fuck that hurt.........

"How's this for a bitch!" He cracked the whip harder across his back again, almost breaking skin. ALMOST. Lane's face flashed in his mind. Ugly was the last word to describe that...

Mike whimpered but took a deep breath.
"You are a bitch! To that stupid, low down, dirty, mother fucking war crippled BITCH!" Mike screamed.

Alex lost it. He cracked the whip, breaking the skin on Mike's back in a long welt.
"HE IS NOT FUCKING STUPID, UGLY, LOW DOWN OR CRIPPLED BITCH!" He screamed.

Mike cried out, tears falling from his cheeks as he felt the skin tear. felt blood...
"YES HE IS!! I KNOW HE IS!! HE DESERVED ALL THOSE SCARS!! HE IS MORE OF A WHORE THAN ME!!!"

"Oh FUCK no!" Alex spun Mike around. "He got those scars in fucking WAR. You don't know what its fucking like out there so shut your dirty mouth!" He hissed.

"WELL HE FUCKING DESERVED THEM! WHY DONT YOU FUCKING MAKE ME HUH? YOU CANT BECAUSE YOU KNOW HE DESERVED THEM TOO!!"

"YOU SAYING HE DESERVED HIS SCARS IS LIKE ME SAYING YOU DESERVED TO BE RAPE SO I SUGGEST YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He growled.

'MAKE ME ALEX! YOUR LANES BITCH! OF COARSE YOUR GOING TO DEFEND HIM BUT YOUR TO MUCH OF A BITCH TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!"

"AND YOURE MY BITCH! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He smacked him with the paddle, HARD.

"LIKE I SAID! MAKE ME GOD DAMNIT!! MAKE ME LIKE LANE MAKES YOU SUCK HIS FUCKING DICK!!!" Mike screamed back.

Alex snarled, pushing Mike gruffly against the wall.
"Why don't you suck my fucking dick?" He was still furious...

"Again, make me you since you loved doing so much, with a man who is so ugly." Mike was kinda scared...