I guess I fell asleep, because when someone stumbled in it made me see where I actually was. I was still in the closet, still bleeding.
"Oh my god!! Are you okay!?!?!?"
This woke me further.
"I'm calling an ambulance!! Who did this to you!?!??"
I managed a one word answer to that.
"Jeremiah."
Then I slipped into oblivion.
I awoke some time later, feeling clean sheets and air conditioning on my face. That meant I wasn't home.
My home was humid, dirty, and much to loud to be this quiet serene place.
"I think he's waking up!" Came a soft tinor voice.
I opened my eyes to see a beautiful, pink haired boy, with an angelic face.
His black/blue hair contradicted his his angelic face, but it also complimented his bright blue eyes.
He suddenly got really close to my face.
"What's your name?" He asked me, and for some reason I found myself blushing.
"L-l-liam." I choked out quietly.
"I'm Kyler Bloodsworth." He said.
It made me kind of comfortable and maybe a little suspicious that he said nothing of my stutter.
"T-t-that's a n-nice n-name." I said kind of shy.
"You have a very nice name too hun."
At the sweet pet name that uttered from his very pink lips, I blushed bright red and coundn't even loom at him.
It got quiet after that until finally Kyler broke the silence.
"Who's Jerimiah?" He asked looking out the window towards the now fading sun.
I didn't really know what to say. I wasn't supposed to tell, but he coundn't really do worse to me.
"He was my boyfriend." I finally answered.
"Was or is your boyfriend?"
"Was."
"Why did he do this to you?" He looked enraged.
"I wanted a real relationship and he wasn't ready to come out of the closet." I said close to tears.
"I'm sorry. You deserve better."
"Thank you." I replied trying to hide my crying. He didn't seem to notice.
"I have some things to take care of. I'll be back before you go to sleep for the night."
With that he walked out of the room.

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Teen FictionHave you ever thought about whether ravens are actually black or not? Maybe they are white and love doves are black. Our twisted minds mess up everything in sight. Maybe blood...isn't blood at all.