Zee sat on the couch holding onto his knees. his eyes were red and cheeks stained with dried tears. He heard knocking at the door but he ignored it. Shattered glass lay on the floor smashed into little pieces. The blood on his hand continued to grow from punching the wall. He didn't feel the pain... He didn't feel anything..
Zee stood up on shaky legs and washed the blood off his hand. He cleaned up the shattered pieces of glass and put on new clothes. He washed his face to hide any remains of his tears. He looked lively and like a new person H̸e̸ w̸a̸s̸ d̸y̸i̸n̸g̸ i̸n̸s̸i̸d̸e̸.. He couldn't bear to be in that house anymore. Slowly he packed a bag and opened the back door and left. He didn't dare go out the front knowing Mew would be there and Mew was someone he never wanted to see again. H̸e̸ n̸e̸v̸e̸r̸ w̸a̸n̸t̸e̸d̸ t̸o̸ s̸e̸e̸ a̸n̸y̸o̸n̸e̸ a̸g̸a̸i̸n̸. He walked on the sidewalk having no destination in mind he only had desire... desire to leave every place that reminded him of the young male. The only one he ever loved...
Let's get something straight... T̸h̸e̸ m̸a̸l̸e̸ i̸s̸n̸'t̸ d̸e̸a̸d̸.. but he's left. No desire to live but no desire to die He's scared of death. He simply just doesn't want to exist. He left from a world that was slowly killing him... bit by bit day by day. Each time he entered the room again his smile a little less bright his laugh a little less real. Each day a new bruise or scar on his body. Wearing long sleeves to hide the pain, hide his imperfections. Bandaging the truth in lies each day the bandage got a little thicker and harder to take off. Soon he was living a perfect F̸a̸k̸e̸ life. But soon... the bandage got ripped off and the truth came pouring out.. T̸h̸a̸t̸ d̸a̸y̸ w̸a̸s̸ a̸ n̸i̸g̸h̸t̸m̸a̸r̸e̸ for everyone..
Shattered glass on the ground... the young male leaned against the wall starting to hyperventilate. Tears slipping out of his eyes and once they fell they didn't stop as more came pouring out... Everyone trying to help but the male pushing every last one of them away. And then he disappeared.. never to be seen again.. O̸r̸ s̸o̸ t̸h̸e̸y̸ a̸l̸l̸ t̸h̸o̸u̸g̸h̸t̸
Zee was affected the most as he had loved the male. He had loved him so much and so had the male. B̸u̸t̸ g̸o̸o̸d̸ t̸h̸i̸n̸g̸s̸ n̸e̸v̸e̸r̸ l̸a̸s̸t̸ l̸o̸n̸g̸ the day the male disappeared was the day Zee's world came crashing down on him. Never leaving his house never speaking to anyone. When the young male had left so had his soul. He didn't see any worth in living anymore just like the young male he too had no desire to live anymore.
Kind smile and heartwarming laugh gone. In replacement silence no more smiles no more laughs. Everyone knew his life had lost color that day.
No destination in mind but knowing his desire he walked and walked. He walked until he couldn't Anymore and his legs were close to giving out. He would never go back. H̸e̸ w̸o̸u̸l̸d̸ g̸o̸ b̸a̸c̸k̸...
The male stared out a window and sighed hard focus going to the empty apartment he had got in Bangkok. Away from Chang Mai the place he had no desire to go back to. H̸e̸ h̸a̸d̸ e̸v̸e̸r̸y̸ d̸e̸s̸i̸r̸e̸ t̸o̸ g̸o̸ b̸a̸c̸k̸ b̸u̸t̸ h̸e̸ w̸a̸s̸ a̸f̸r̸a̸i̸d̸. Getting up slowly he went to the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the counter biting into it. He looked at his phone seeing a text from Janis and a small smile made its way to his face.
Zee invaded his mind for a second and he let him. He let the older male fill his mind as he closed his eyes relaxing. Letting the older male's kind smiles and heartwarming laughs fill his mind. His welcoming and passionate eyes still clear in his mind. But the expression on the males face the day everything fell apart was buried deep into his mind too. He knit his brows as he see's the heartbroken and terrified Zee trying to help him. But on that day he had broke he didn't know what was real and what was fake. So what did he do? He pushed the older male away...
He was very aware that what he did was wrong and that's why he left afraid to face any of them again, especially Zee. Saint sighed and got a bottle of wine out of the fridge and took a sip. It had been 3 months since he left. And he had slowly started to rebuild his life but nothing was the same without Zee.
~6 years later..~
Saint walked down one of the sidewalks on a call with a new client as he had been able to start his own company. It was in security and in these 6 years he was able to greatly improve his defense and fighting skills. He had rebuilt his life and it was full of color now but that one older male still had a place in his mind and sometimes when Saint wanted to let go he would go to that place. The idea of being a bodyguard and being in charge of others security had always been appealing to him. He was talking with the manager if the new client and asked for the persons name and he froze in the middle of the street when he heard the name.
🤡 cliffhanger~
