Words We Don't Need [BoyxBoy] [HIATUS]

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|Vincent|

Frozen in place, I wasn't sure what to do. The person, a female by the tone of voice, continued to yell for the culprit to fess up. I turned to Neaco and frowned worriedly, he only shrugged before motioning for me to go first. I nodded and quickly made my way downstairs towards the lady.

"Hershey's, if anything happens to me." I paused for dramatic effect before taking a deep breath and continuing. "I want you to remember me as a brave man. Also, make sure to bring an Oreo Shake with boba to my funeral to place it next to my body inside my coffin, please. Along with bringing me one every time you visit my grave, too." My hands actually trembling as we got closer to our maker.

"Oreos, you're not going to die. I promise." Neaco reassured but a slight quaver could be heard in his voice. He placed a hand on my shoulder and gave it a light squeeze, although it seemed to linger for a moment too long. Brushing the last notion aside I thought to myself, Wait- my sister threw it! I shouldn't be the one doing this. I shook my head upset with myself. If I do die, I'm going to haunt her and make her life horrible. I'll even move things around to scare her. Maybe even make loud noises just to see her tremble... okay. That's enough, my inner sadist needs to stay hidden. Rambling to myself as we walked to the area where the drink fell. The person- a male that appeared to be around my age- was drenched in Oreo Shake and even had some boba in his hair.

"Fucl<," I whispered under my breath as I let the entire scene before me fully settle in. I looked over at the two victims of Leo's and I's argument. The boy- about 5'10" with blonde and medium brown locks-didn't seem as offended as the girl- about 5'7", with dark and light brown hair-next to him did. In fact, he was trying calm her down as she attempted to get him fired up. The most amusing thing was that he was fully drenched while she only had her wedges dirty. Yet, it was still worse than getting her hair messed up. I knew we were done for and sighed heavily as I made my way over, a deep frown possibly etched on my face forever.

Neaco stood a few feet away from me, trembling slightly as he watched the female in front of us. Aware of the threat we faced, although stopping right in front of the male I spoke rather calmly, "I'm really sorry for this. I was fighting with my sister and... Well, this happened." I gestured to his outfit that was now soaking up the delicious liquid.

The male sighed running a hand through his now messed up hair, "It's alri-." He was interrupted mid word by the girl that was next to him before. Having momentarily forgotten her, she made her presence fully aware now with the profanities she was throwing.

She moved closer till she was a foot away and moved her arm in one sharp movement. Her slender hand connecting with my prickly cheek with one, loud, echoing sound. Not having expected it, I didn't prepare myself for the stinging pain now growing in my right cheek. I moved my hand up to cover it and rub soothing circles over it, trying to sooth my burning skin.

Wincing at the still growing pain, I stared at the female who looked as if she was about to murder me with just her stare. As if she was planning a million ways to kill me. I stumbled back a few feet causing me to crash into Neaco, who was not at all prepared for my weight. We fell onto the ground and I looked up at the female who was now kneeling in front of us, causing me to scoot further back against Neaco.

"Are you the ones who threw the drink off of the second floor?" She said, venom dripping off of every word.

Her intimidating stance caused me to stutter and look for a reasonable response, "Uh, well. I have particle blame..." I admitted but didn't have the confidence to continue. I also didn't want to get my little sister in a fight with this girl. Although, someone didn't seem to care.