Azury, Autum and tears, thankies for the reviews, I can't reply back, cause I am being stupidly busy with writing and fixting and editing and stuff, and preparing for school, cause I gotta look the hot for the boys. Lol, anyways, I am not shallow and or vain, but here is the next chapter, I'll have another one up tomorrow as well. Oh and flashbacks are gonna fuck with your mind

Chapter 8: Ohio Is For Lovers pt 2

Spare me just three last words.
"I love you" is all she heard.
I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever. x2 And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own)
Because my heart is in Ohio.

"Let me see him" Jake demanded, pushing past Ryan, who was standing in his way.

"Are you trying to kill him faster? You know that if…if he sees you, Jake, do you have any moral sense left in you?" Marco asked, agitated and confused.

"Enough to know that I know what I'm doing, Marco" He said the name coldly.

"How did you even know that he was here?" Ryan asked, still blocking him.

"It's all over the news" Jake shrugged," He's like the head story. So I decided that I needed to break the silence and see him"

"Jesus, the news? What channel?" Marco asked.

"What station?" Jake snorted," Try which digit. Channel 1-20 have it on, hell, he's even on MTV right now…they even have the BBC channel off for him. They have his picture too-"

"What? How?"

"Mikey has a dirty past, dad" Jake shook his head," And not everyone liked him"

"Don't use that voice with me, that "I know everything I do and say is not important" voice"

Jake smirked, blinking a little and sighing," You're right…" He began to walk away.

"Marco?" Ryan asked," Aren't you going to go after hi-" Ryan was cut off as Jake doubled back around and slid under from between his legs and made a dash for Michael's door, which at the moment, was left unoccupied.

"How come whenever your crazy son appears he always does this?" Ryan yelled as he ran after him, but just as he rounded the corner the doors to Michael's room swung shut.

"Hey Mikey" Jake said softly, sitting in the chair positioned next to the bed and smiled, that filling heart warning smile.

"Hi Jake" Michael said quietly.

"Open the door!" Marco snapped at the doctor.

"Your deranged son jammed the key!" He snapped at him," Do you raise all your kids crazy?"

"Do you raise all your kids…" Marco began when Andy covered his mouth," Excuse me, mister, sir, whatever, okay, how can we get to Michael?"

"Michael? Whose he?"

"The patient" Andy said dryly

"I have down here his name is Adrian Asher…" The doctor frowned.

Marco looked to the floor.

Ryan smacked a palm to his head.

Andy sighed.

"Look, " Brian said, stepping forward " Doctor Turner, I have a question…is there anyway what so ever for us to have access to the other side of that door?"

"Yeah, climb out the window and come around" He sighed, walking away," I'll go get security"

"Well, come on now" Brian said, pointing to the exit.

"I am not leaving him alone!" Marco yelled.

"You drama queen, we're going to climb out the window-"

"Are you crazy?" Pete asked, " You know how hi-"

"Hey hey hey, you two did the same thing when you had grand theft brat, okay? So just look at it that way" Brian said, walking towards the exit. Sighing reluctantly, the rest of them followed. As soon as the opened the door they were flood with news cameras and reporters.

And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own)
Because my heart is in Ohio. So cut my wrists and black my eyes. (Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonite and die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone. You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

"How are you?" Jake asked quietly, his voice ticking Michael's eyelashes.

"Fine…now that you're here" Michael whispered.

"I'm glad…you know Mikey" Jake said, taking his hand," I told you that we'd be back together, some day , some how."

Michael held onto his hand tightly," I know….I just remember nothing now…it's so…blank. You know?"

"Mikey, you're so weak" Jake sighed, running a hand through his hair," You look like Adrian"

Michael's eyes flickered.

Adrian shook his head as Michael came over and sat next to him. His breath caught in the air as he lowered himself down and looked at the wall. "Maybe we should paint" His voice was calm….soft, softer than soft, a light whisper. Adrian cocked his head to the side," Why?" He asked.

"Because I think it might look nice" Michael half slouched, he was suddenly too weak to shrug.

"No, I meant why are you doing this?" Adrian asked, taking a deep breath before letting it out.

"Adrian?" Michael repeated.

"Oh…didn't you know?" Jake asked, his voice like a razor lullaby.

"No…" Michael shook his head.

"Don't you remember?" Jake asked, voice teasing

"No…" Michael murmured.

"Ever wanted to be a dad?" Adrian asked with a small smile.

"Oh…no, why?"

"Would you mind taking care of someone for me?"

"Who?"

"My daughter"

"You have a daughter!" Michael asked, shocked.

"What?" Jake asked, shocked as well.

"Yeah…Tilly, say hi to uncle Mikey for daddy" Adrian cooed into the phone.

"Hi unkey Mikey" Tilly said cutely," Daddy doesn't look 'ood"

"Umm...don't mind her, I just miss you…and um…I can't see anything, cause I'm temporarily blind…and um…I love you, Mikey…so…uh…I'm gonna go now, because it sort of hurts to breathe…let alone talk, but maybe you can stop by some time, you know?" Adrian stopped shortly before hanging up the phone.

"Could you just tell me?" Michael asked, voice wavering.

Jake shook his head, getting up and pacing around the room," What do you remember?"

Michael looked up," You"

"Everything?" Jake questioned, his eyebrows raised up and a demeaning smirk playing out coyly on his lips.

Dear Jakey,

I can't forgive you, for what you've done to me. To us. It's as if in that very moment you severed the ties that was our relationship. I lost all of my trust for you right there, how can I put my faith back into, into us again, only to have it shattered? I miss you too, there's nothing to life without a best friend to share it with. I have to move on, I guess. I will be watching you, as I always have and remember, you can always talk to me about Rory. I'm just not ready to talk to you face to face, so letters will have to fill your thirst for me for now. I just wish that I could trust you again.

Love, Mikey

"No…bits and pieces….letters..." Michael trailed off." Nothing much after that"

"Then why are you so uneasy around me then?" Jake asked, sitting down again.

"Something keeps telling me I can't trust you" Michael whispered, closing his eyes.

"You're right…you can't" Jake looked out the window," Do you remember how we met?"

"No…"

As the casket was placed into the ground Marco observed the boy, Adrian, who Michael was completely in distress over. They did a good job for the 'funeral' actually, his skin had a wonderful glassy look to it, his black eyes were turned back to their normal blue and his hair, which was swept back away from his face, held a hint of winter in Marco's opinion. It was a light blue with streaks of black in it, almost like a winter sky in the evening.

"Sort of…"

Jake swallowed slowly, his voice cracked and his body rigid.

"My heart's racing" He whispered as Jake looked over at him, hardly moving from his head. His black hair, he dyed it black once he got there, a trick he learned from Michael, because he wanted a new look. It was cut so that it was up to his ears while his pink flushed cheeks focused on the ceiling above him and smiled a little bit," Of course, it should be"

He smiled at them," Michael"

"Jake" Michael smiled back.

"It's odd that of all the things in life, all the pain, all the drama, all the love and all the hate we somehow maintain the most abusive heartbreaking coupling on this earth?" Jake asked, watching to air swirl around them.

"No" Michael said with a slight gasp.

"Why?"

"Why Can't we trust each other?" Michael asked breathily.

"Because Mikey" Jake said rolling his eyes," We hurt each other…"

"Hurt…each other?" Michael repeated.

"Wow…Mikey, you are messed up" Jake was by his side again," You know, a lot of people are trying to get me to stay away from you"

"Why?"

"Haven't you been listening to anything I've been saying?" Jake asked, some what agitated.

"Yeah…."

"So listen closely"

"Andy, get your butt out my face!" Pete snapped.

"Marco, move your leg out my eye!" Andy yelled

" Ryan, move your foot off my shoulder!" Marco yelled.

"Brian, get off my head!" Ryan yelled.

"Everybody shut the hell up!" Brian yelled," Do you want the coming over here with more cameras, nagging us and asking questions. We only have 5 more stories left"

"If I die from this I am coming back from the dead to just-" Pete started as a piece of cheese hit his face," Damnit, Brian!"

"Sorry!" Brian yelled from the top.

The boys were making their way across the trellis that was on the side of the hospital, go figure. Brian had genius lied to the press saying that Michael…AKA Adrian was being transferred to the hospital on the other side of town, it'd take a few good minutes before they'd realize that it was a lie and turn back around, but until then…

"Keep on climbing boys!" Brian called out.

So cut my wrists and black my eyes,
My final breath is gone,
So I can fall asleep tonight And I can't make it on my own, (And I can't make it on my own)
Because my heart is in Ohio. So cut my wrists and black my eyes. (Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight and die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

"A dancer" Michael sat up, interested. It was as if he was hanging on Jake's every word, which he was, due to the fact that it was natural reaction for whatever reason, and of course since he couldn't really remember….anything, incept for the occasional memory, which by the way was either traumatic or horrible or twisted or just plain out crazy, he seemed to be pretty fine. He didn't feel weighed down anymore.

He didn't feel tired

Actually, he felt alive.

"You are a good dancer" Jake nodded his head," You even have your own theme song"

"I do?" Michael asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Yeah…Michael"

"Yeah?"

"No, that's the name of the song. It's our favorite"

"Really?"

"Yep" Jake smiled," We stopped dancing to it after Rory died…."

"Rory…my best friend?"

"No…yes….Rory, my brother"

"Oh…I loved him"

Jake's eyes fell," I know you did. You know who else you loved?"

"You" Michael said quietly," I loved you"

Jake nodded," Will you ever forget me?"

"I can't" Michael whispered," I won't let myself…"

"Just let me go" Jake whispered.

"What?"

"Just let me go!" Jake snapped," If I'm some fucking burden just let me go then!"

"STOP MAKING IT ALL ABOUT FUCKING YOU! I can't! Don't you think I've tried…I've tried…I've tried so fucking hard…but I can't, you have me wrapped around your fingers ever so well…" Michael curled his fists at his sides until his knuckles turned white. "Why must we go through this over and over again. It's always the same old song and dance, Jake. We're always tripping up around each other. I only tired to come back into your life because I thought I finally forgave you, but I haven't. I…I hate you! I can't look into your eyes any more, I can't smile at you any more…it hurts just to be around you…"

Michael dropped to the floor," So please…just let me go to the bathroom and deal with it the …only way that I know how"

"How could I forget you?" Michael asked.

"Mi- Mi- Mic-hael?" Jake stuttered out weakly. " Pro-mise me- me that we- we'll always be to- gether…"

"We will be…" Michael whispered, snapping out of the memory," We made a pact, remember?"

Jake fell asleep with Michael cradling him in his arms.

"We made a promise to each other" Michael continued, sitting up, his voice becoming stronger. " We will always be together, Jake…but we never said that we'd enjoy it"

"It was supposedly implied in the fine print" Jake smirked

"Kiss me like you mean it…like there was nothing wrong in the world, like nothing ever happened. Like we were still best friends. Like we still loved each other, please? Don't let it be a memory"

" I was the fucking fine print" Michael snapped, leaning over the side of the bed. He picked up the lamp next to him and threw it at Jake, who ducked nimbly and watched as it went flying out the window.

"Oh crap, watch out…flying lamp" Brian said, leaning to the side.

Everybody else did so as well, but as soon as the lamp shattered on the floor the reporters swarmed over to where they were at.

"Christ" Andy breathed out," Are we close?"

"1 More floor" Brian cheered.

"You know, Mikey, abuse is not the way…"

Michael was wobbly standing now, trying to keep his footing before lunging at Jake, who was taken by surprise and tackled down to the floor. They landed side by side, Michael's hand automatically latching around Jake's neck, while Jake's hand automatically grabbed Michael's arms." Mikey," Jake gasped out," I didn't know you were so violent"

"I fucking loved you!" Michael yelled out, squeezing his nails into Jake's neck, he wanted him to die, he wanted him to bleed for him.

"And I do to"

"But I don't any more" Michael stopped for a second, kicking Jake in the stomach before punching him. He landed one in the eye and one in the jaw, the second one sent Jake crashing into the heater in the corner, where he quickly advanced on him. He smacked him clear across the face, one with the front of his hand, the second with the back of it, savoring the echo oh the slap around the room. Jake peeked up at him, smiling, lip bleeding. "You're a regular Adrian…"

Michael didn't miss a beat," And you're a regular Rory…"

Now that set Jake off," How dare you talk about him like that?" He said, darkly, his own hands clasping around Michael's neck as he punched him in the shoulder, making him fall backwards into the wall. He shoved him up against it and pushed his hands behind his back," The thing that I didn't like about Adrian was that he was too clingy…so fuzzy…"

"Don't blame me if everyone you love goes away , Jake!" Michael said, pushing off the wall and facing him, sweating, bleeding, and breath heavy. " I know you only push me away because you don't want me to leave you first"

A beat….

Jake backed Michael up against the wall.

His hand slipped down to the back of his hips.

He pulled them forward, pressing himself hard and flat up against Michael's face.

They breathed on each other.

"I'm not going anywhere" Michael whispered. He timidly reached his hands up to touch Jake's now black eye when Jake slapped his hand away. He then grasped it, placed his hand against his chest and looked Michael in the eye," Can you feel a heartbeat, Mikey? How many more do you think I have left?"

"Words are fucking powerful" Michael said quickly." Sorry's and promises aren't keeping me alive any longer, you're not my Jakey from before, you're some…boy with bitter eyes and a knack for killing relationships and everyone else slowly. Look at Marco and Dylan…you see where that left them? All because of you…fuck, look at you and me, look at me Jakey" Michael yelled, pulling Jake's hand and pushing up against his chest. He could feel a dull heartbeat," Look…feel me, Jakey. How many more beats do you think I have left? You kill people, just like the way you killed Ror-" Michel's neck snapped to the side as a hand collided with his face, stinging like fire. When his eyes met Jake's he just simply wiped the blood of his lip, with his index finger and held it up to Jake. "Don't get too close" He snarled out fiercely," Or you might wanna receive a greater truth than what you can handle"

Michael's breath hitched, he leaned in slowly, gently, until their lips were touching. He slowly spoke," 1…2….3…" He counted them off slowly, each time his heart would jump Michael would count another one," 4…5…6…" He stopped, kissed him softly," How many more Jakey?"

He could feel Jake's hands roaming down on his body, his hands sliding down his back, down his hips and resting at the back pocket of his jeans. His eyes watered. He brought his hips forward and fell limp into Jake's arms, as he always did.

"Jake?" Michael whispered.

Jake blinked at him, not moving.

"Why…why are we forced to love people who are destined to be our own demise?"

Jake stared at him, his eyes piercing into his." Because….people aren't forced to do that…they chose to. And we're not just anybody…"

"We're extraordinary" They both breathed out at the same time.

"You know…Mikey…no matter what I do…" Jake said softly, his breath tickling Michael's neck. He ran a single finger down the side of Michael's face, the same pale creamy cheeks sat there, flushed at the moment, and the same dull emerald colored eyes floated around. " I will….always…always…love you"

Michael blinked at him.

While he mesmerized Michael, however, he slipped a note into his back pocket before letting him go.

Was there something in his eyes? Reluctant? Afraid? Worried? Anger?

He couldn't tell.

"I love you, Jake" Michael said as Jake continued to walk away.

Jake hugged him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and pulling him in close. " I'm…" He stopped, he heard voices. " I'm sorry Micha-"

"I'm sorry Jake…"

"What? No…I should-"

"No…I…I can't…I won't do this…not again…" Michael whispered, backing out of the embrace.

"But I said I was sorry" Jake whispered, at a lost for words.

." Sorry's and promises aren't keeping me alive any longer, you're not my Jakey from before, you're some…boy with bitter eyes and a knack for killing relationships and everyone else slowly…"

They looked at each other.

"Step away from the boy!" The police yelled at the door, knocking it down.

"Michael?" Marco yelled, crashing in from the window. Pete, Ryan, Andy, Brian and the policemen all filled the room, but Michael and Jake stared at each other like they were both about to die.

"I'm sorry Jak-" Michael didn't finish his sentence.

Everything went white again

You know you do, you kill me well.

You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone