How Can I Speak? // Mikey Way
They called me freak, emo, cutter, bitch, cunt, goth, mute, and more.
But I didn't care.
I was trying to pass my classes, but that's kinda hard to do when people trash my things.
The only reason I seemed to be "mute" was because I didn't really want to talk to people who were constantly belittling me, I mean, it's a valid reason right?
And I didn't harm myself either(or to the point where it'd leave permanent marks). I had other distractions that hurt just as much, physically mainly.
But other than the few people that called me names and hurt me, I was invisible.
And apparently, so was he.
|| first fic warning ||
(Mikey Way Fanfic)