Please Come Back (Completed)

Back On Track

"Why must I always get drug into your guys messes", Todd groaned as him, Sal and Larry were walking down the street.

"This isn't a 'mess', fucko. We're going to the old Phelps church", Larry chuckled, hands deep in his pockets.

"And why's that again?", Todd looked up at him.

"Cause it's completely abandoned now! Apparently it's covered in sick graffiti", Larry continued, "Dude, you alright?", Larry nudged Sal's shoulder slightly.

"Hm, oh yeah", Sal looked up to him with a sigh, his prosthetic face, pressed up against his own tore up one, as usual.

"... I know you miss Travis- But that was years ago- You need to move on. There's plenty of fish in the sea! I still think Ashley has a thing for you", Larry said in a hushed tone, to try and make sure Todd didn't hear any of it, But Todd did. Obviously he did, Larry couldn't be quiet for the life of him.

"I am over it- it's just weird. And Ashley  definitely... Likes you", Sal chuckled and walked ahead of the two.

"Wait! Me?", Larry went to catch up with him.

"Do we have to run? I'm tired... I just wanna get this over with", Todd complained.

"We'll be there soon, Toddy Boy", Sal said, looking behind him. "I've been there before, we're close"

"Wait- Why have you been there before?", Larry tilted his head.

"It... It's not important", Sal looked at the ground. That kiss... That's never going to happen again. Once, and never again. Never will he be able to hold that boy in his arms again, and make him feel safe, make him feel loved. It was over.

It's been over.