HI GUYS! Today,,, we'll be starting of on No-one's Pov! SLIGHT ANGST WARNING!!!
The first thing Roy noticed was that everyone in the room was staring a him. The second, what he had just done. Uncomfortable much? Regret kicked in fast and embarrassment kicked in second, but it was still the least he could think of right now. Also, the fact that no-one was saying a thing, just looking at him, was terrifying. It was the sort of feeling when you're in the spotlight. AND you're held at gun-point. Most importantly (And terribly), Ross was staring at him too. At this point, Roy did not think he could bare the regret so without a word, he got up and ran out of the room, the door slamming behind him and his heavy footsteps running down the creaky staircase. The room was no more silent than it was before after he left..
Ross's pov
HOLD UP. WHAT JUST HAPPENED? I could feel my face heating up quickly as I was still sat on the orange carpet (of Robert's room). Did Roy just.. kiss me? My stomach felt good and bad. What is that even supposed to mean?! Now that I think of it, that was probably what was written on the paper, and it explains why he looked so stressed-out. Thinking that, I felt terrible. I don't know why, but my mind wouldn't stop aching as I had trouble processing what had just happened. Dammit. Godammit. I bet he feels terrible right now, even repulsive probably. I wish I could talk to him right now.I was so confused. But he was gone before I knew it. All I know is that Roy is straight. Actually.. I don't really know that but he's never shown much interest In guys. Wait.. why am I even debating this again? No. No, no, no, no, no, no.. You can't tell me I'm.. that.
No-one's pov
The unrelenting rain poured down and hit the rocky gravel like darts. It was properly showering down, and with no umbrella, you'd be soaked in seconds alone. Actually, let me rephrase that, with or without an umbrella, you'd be soaked in seconds alone. The heavy sound of rain blurred the reckless footsteps that came quickly one after the other. A short brunette ran through the merciless rain, closing his eyes and trusting his feet to guide him away.. away from.. anything, really. He was desperate to just sit down and take a rest, but his feet wouldn't stop trodding across the grass and rock.
The strong wind blew against his face as he kept running, it blew off his hat but no sign showed he cared, or even noticed. Small, beads of sweat trickled down his face, as he tried to oped his eyes, but the rain, wind, and hurt would not let him. His breath was heavy and quick, so heavy and quick it hurt his throat. He fell on to the ground, collapsing onto the wet grass that softened his fall. He just lay there, tired and scared. He was covering his face while he lay there too. When was the last time he regret this much? This terribly? And about something like.. this? And, why in hell did it hurt this bad?
Roy's pov
I don't know why I feel so scared. I also don't know why I can't stop quietly sobbing. But that's the least I'm thinking about right now. My throat hurt from running so long and so far, but who cared? I didn't. At least I've stopped now, but I'm not getting any more energy since I'm waisting it on something dumb like balling my eyes out because I kissed a boy. How petty of me. Although my stomach felt sick, and something inside me urged to go back, and hurt me worse than before, I guess it felt quite relieving to finally cry a bit. I bet I sound baby-ish for doing this.. I don't give a crap anyway..
I can't hear myself over the rain, let alone listen to my own thoughts. I regret playing that stupid game. I regret spinning that wheel. I regret kissing.. Ross. Heck, I regret being alive right now..
I just want to..
hmmmm
How do I phrase this?
Disappear?
Terrible thoughts clouded my mind, too. How would Ross feel right now? Probably terrible, creeped-out, disgusted with me. I wish he bet he'd just gone home from the start, too. I don't think I can even face him again.. What do I do? He probably doesn't want to be friends with me anymore, anyways, let alone actually see-ing me. I feel so helpless right now. So damn pathetic. Im scared. Scared I might have just ruined everything.
Dramatic? MEH. I'm promising you guys some angst so get buckled in! We're in for an emotional rollacoster!
