Prism Of Lovers

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Morris's pov:
I rushed to the dorm room as fast as I could. Urban was following me. I heard him calling out my name. But I couldn't build up courage to look back. I felt him getting closer to me as I fumbled with the keys to open our room.

I would usually cry at such situations if someone hurt me. But surprisingly I wasn't feeling emotional at that very moment. I needed answers. I wanted him to clear the things out. Crying wasn't the solution I believed that could help me. So I built up guts and spoke as Urban closed the door behind us. "What's wrong Buttercup? What's gotten into you? Hmm? Are you okay?" Urban asked worriedly..I knew he was worried. I didn't say anything and opened my phone. I opened the text I had received and handed him the phone. He looked up at me with an unreadable expression.

"We aren't dating yet I know. Although we do admit that we like each other. You aren't answerable to me. But I still need answers. If you had to do this....you should have not confessed in the first place." I stated clearly. His eyes softened. "Baby...do you even know who he is? Because I don't. I came here just a few weeks ago. Why would I even go with any other guy when I liked you on the very first day?!" Urban was clearly getting emotional. He didn't like the blame. I knew. Also he wasn't wrong. I don't remember him leaving for any parties either.

"Just trust me baby. Please. You have to. Because I don't like anyone else. Just you. And to make it clear..that's Murphy and Bobby. This picture was spread in a group a few days ago. Remember I went to a brunch? That's when I saw this picture. Murphy and Bobby went to a strip club where Bobby basically gave him a lap dance. This picture was clicked there. Believe me. You can ask anyone from that brunch group. I don't even meet them anymore though, considering the fact that I joined your cute bunch of friends." He was chuckling at my silliness.

I felt like shit for thinking about Urban like that. "I-- I'm sorry Urban. I wasn't thinking straight." I mumbled. "baby... we're gay. We don't think straight ever." We both laughed at this. He really lifted a lot of stress off my shoulder. "Also if you still don't trust me...you can ask David. David got the gossip too. He knows." I nodded.

No one's pov:
Morris walked away still feeling bad about the doubts. That's when he felt his hand being held by a firm one. Urban was seated on the bed. Morris looked back at the boy and then the other boy had pulled Morris on his lap. Being in that position the shorter boy couldn't help but feel shy. He fisted on Urban's shirt. "What are you doing?" he asked the taller male. "Proving something." Urban got closer to the shorter boy. Morris felt the boy's breath fanning his lips as he felt a pair of arms around his waist.

"Please let me taste those beautiful pair of lips Morris...I swear I won't disappoint you." Morris couldn't help but nod being dazed by the taller boy's words and lips. He felt a pair of warm lips engulfing his own quivering lips. He stiffened as the kiss got deeper. Urban led his own hands to the smaller boy's back and began caressing it, trying his best to make the boy comfortable.

To his joy, Morris did feel comfortable. He felt himself melting in the kiss. He kissed back softly letting the other boy take control. His hands left Urban's shirt and went to his neck. He felt like he was hovering in air as the kiss made him feel light headed. Both of them were out of breath leading him to pull out from the kiss. "This...this thing we have? The kiss...it just belongs to you Morris. You have to trust me. If this has to work. You get it baby?" Urban muttered, swiping his thumb on Morris's lip. "I'm sorry Urban. I didn't know this earlier. I won't jump to conclusions again." "It's fine baby. Arguments happen. And we'll get over them." Morris nodded at this. Both the boys were smiling at each other feeling content.

Veronica's pov:
I heard Lucy mewling loudly clawing at the bathroom. She never did this. I glanced to the bed next to mine. Violet wasn't sleeping. I wondered where she was. I got up to drink a glass of water and went to Lucy. I picked her up to scrub her neck. She purred yet began mewling again. I knew something was wrong.

I tried to open the door but it was locked. I knocked. "Vi? Are you in there? Violet babe?" No response. It scared me to say the least. I went to our key holder and fumbled with a few extra keys. I found the bathroom keys and opened the door. A scream left my mouth as I came across the most heartbreaking and horrible sight.

Violet was laying unconscious on the floor with a lot of blood around her upper body. Lucy went close to her licking her foot. I could feel myself tearing up at that sight. I'd never seen Violet so weak. My hands shivered yet I had to build up courage to call someone. The only person I thought of was David. I called him as soon as possible.

"D-davie....Violet's not waking up. She's in the bathroom laying unconscious. It's all bloody. Please come here. What do I do?" "Babe calm down. I'm coming okay? Stay right there. I'll call Morris too. Nathan and Skyler are with me here." I heard him say on the call. I didn't ask him how Skyler got there. I was too focussed on my soulmate. I ended the call with shaky hands.

I went next to her and began rubbing her palm with mine. "Please get up baby. Please." What did you do Violet....what did you do....and why?

Just why?

~why did everything fall apart so easily? Were the strings of the friendship getting weaker?