♦LIFE ON THE ROAD part 1

After rehearsal, the whole band was relaxing in different areas of Jupiter's apartment, since they were tired from the long hours of playing. It seemed to be all calm, until a loud banging sound was heard and Michael walked out of the room he was in, moving to leave the apartment.

Mars took hold of his wrist, pulling him back and holding him in place so he wouldn't leave. He noticed that the other boy flinched when he did that, and before he could say something, a warm wetness was felt on his palm.

He let go to see what it was, and while he was staring at the blood that now coated his hand, Mike took his chance and escaped, going out into the streets and probably back to his own corner.

"…" Mars shook his head, sighing. "Jupiter… he's cutting again…" He looked at the vocalist, worried, and then lowered his head. "You know why, right?"

"Yeah." The blond walked over to his friend, frowning. "We have to make sure he doesn't continue, or this is going to be even a bigger problem than last time."

"Should we let Pluto know?"

"Yes, we can't hide it from him."

~Meanwhile~

The redhead ran away from the building, going to the park and hiding between a concentration of trees, gripping his wrist tight. His cuts from the previous night had opened, and now they would probably think he was back to cutting as he did before.

It was tempting, but he didn't want it. He was just filled with worry and Pluto was just… leaving. Pluto was leaving the band and he didn't even tell him anything until the decision was already made. As much as he could understand, it wouldn't be the same without him on stage. He wouldn't be able to watch the band play with another bassist, to go to rehearsals and have someone else in his friend's place.

That, and the thought of being away from him for long, plus other things that had been haunting his mind… He just was too tempted when that knife presented itself in front of him, he couldn't form the no as an answer.

But he knew he wouldn't repeat it, he had it in mind not to repeat ever again… But now his friends would shower him with questions they already knew the answer to, which was going to be a bother.

"… Damn…" He sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back against the tree. The bleeding had already stopped, but the cuts were still stinging. "I'm not going to let him be replaced…"

<-prologue - part 2->