Musical One-Shots

Micheal Mell x Reader // Broadway, Here I Come

TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide

I'm high above the city,

I looked down at the street I would never belong to.

I'm standing on the ledge,

My heels stood on the edge

The view from here is pretty,

It really was a sight. If only I belonged.

And I step off the edge

I took a breath as I stepped forward

And now I'm fallin' baby through the sky though the sky,

It really was quite peaceful

I'm fallin' down through the sky,

Nobody loved me.

Its my calling baby don't you cry, don't you cry, I'm falling down through the sky

Towards the street that I'm from, oh broadway here I come broadway here I come

The pressure of my actions all hit me

The pressure it increases the closer that I get, I could almost go to pieces but I'm not quite there yet.

"I'm sorry Micheal," I whispered

See, I've been braving crazy weather, drowning out my cries, I pull myself together, I'm focused on the prize

I started to cry

I'm fallin' baby through the sky through the sky I'm fallin' baby through the sky

I'll miss you.

It's my calling baby don't you cry don't you cry I'm fallin down through the sky

Wow, The city is gorgeous. I'm glad it's the last thing I'll see.

And it's a tune you can hum, oh broadway here I come, mmmm

I'll never belong.

Will I remain the same or will I change a little bit? Will I feel broken or totally complete? Will I retain my name when I'm the biggest hugest hit?

Or will I blend in with the rest of the street

"Hopefully Micheal will forgive me," I thought

The people all are pointing,

People are pointing. Why? WHY?

I'd bet they'd never guess that the saint that their anointing, is frightened of the mess, But even though I fear it, I'm playing all my cards, baby you are gonna hear it when I give them my regards.

I'm almost free.

I'm falling baby through the sky through sky. I'm falling baby through the sky It's my calling baby don't you cry don't you cry, I'm falling down through the sky

Will it hurt?

And I refuse to go numb, Oh broadway here I come, broadway here I come, broadway here I come Oh, broadway, broadway here I come, Here I come!

What was that noise? Never mind. It's time.

And the last thing I hear, as the impact grows near, is it a scream or a cheer? Well never minding never find out cause broadway I am here.

I took a sharp intake of breath as I felt the life leave my body

Micheal's POV:

Why?

Why did she leave me?

I was going to ask her out the next day. Was it me? I sat in my room crying.

I had lost so much. I had stopped eating. I couldn't. It would make me sick.

I suddenly felt a warm gust.

She was with me.

Everything was going to be okay.

Y/N's POV:

"I'm sorry. I-I'm so sorry. " I said, and although my would-be-boyfriend couldn't hear or see me, I know he felt my presence.

I hurt him.

"I love you, Micheal Mell."

A/N: Hey! It's your local asshole! Listen, I am trying to make up for not posting, but I am currently sick and grasping at straws for inspiration. I hope you guys actually genuinely enjoyed this one because I am somewhat proud of this. Love you all! (IN A PLATONIC WAY!)
-Salty Potato 🧂 🥔