Guilt about the facts will be felt and tempers will be forced to a high level to prepare for any unfavorable outcome. Naturally, there can be no fear.
California Airport
AlexaI needed to talk to him and I was wondering where the heck he could be, luckily, the flight was leaving soon, so the wait would be less long. I could only hear the sound of the operator seconds after typing her number; "This phone is out of service area, please try to call back later"I was among the cupboards, near the departure lounge. I bought a bottle of water and a nice bar of dark chocolate to kill that fucking anxiety. Truly, I needed to talk to Alex, seeing him and feeling him so lost in himself these past few days worried me tremendously. Despite the constant discussions, and being clear that the relationship was going downhill for a few weeks, the need to know about him would not be slightly exhausted.He knew that he had traveled to London, and clearing up all possible doubts was what he now hoped would happen. I was ready to go until I found him and had a serious conversation.
Claredale House, London
1:35 a.m.
Alex
The subject looked at us one by one and began to chat. Just when he did, the hairs on my skin stood up. He pointed his index finger at Miles and me and consulted with raised corners. He said he knew "our secret" and asked in front of everyone if we were ready to receive the message.I thought everyone was lurking in confusion. My heart started beating fast and surely Miles's was connecting to me. I felt that the anger and disappointment for everything I had heard before was becoming too small now, so much so that it went into the background. For not knowing how to deal with social disappointment, the controversial issue that annihilates my emotions day by day was about to come to light in front of many friends and important people around us. And we suffered much more when the guy didn't hear some hasty interest from someone present, deciding to persist with the threat.He asked again, expecting an answer, this time he couldn't stand another silence.
"Do you know what they do when they're alone?"Jay Sharrock decided to expose himself to the words he had heard without knowing anything about what the man was dictating. It was obvious, Jay did not know the background and was totally oblivious to everything that the truth entailed. His little ingenuity made him give common answers, taking the case of a common boy, because for him it is the most accurate. He said that most of the things that all artists do, especially musicians, are almost identical to what a person who does not know this world does, then, the man smiled mockingly expressing his negativity in response. He looked at Sharrock with a sarcastic smile and continued to take small steps.
"I'll tell you," he dictated, "what really happens is that this boy doesn't know what "pussy-boy" to choice, doesn't he? —promulgated oppressor, with a hint of homophobia in hand, watching as Miles sought heaven with suffocating voice-over.
The impact came earlier in his direction and that made me think of the fright he must have felt, the discomfort that the damn man caused him inside. Perhaps Miles must have needed more diversity in the answers his mind was going to provide because the escape, in order for it to be learned, had to be well planned in advance.
Suki did not wait to raise his voice, indicating that the insinuation achieved a path with a lack of judgment and reason. Miller simply wanted to divert a little attention from the main point to make us all fall into a question that was not relevant, in order to add a little more paranoia. In short, the main purpose of the leader was always to confuse each of the listeners.The man continued aloft, pointing at her and Miles.
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FanfictionTwo music-loving boys will feel insecure when their inexplicably attractive union pushes all boundaries. But will they manage to hide the feeling of that well-kept secret? Content: Dramatic, romantic, violent, sexual. They will be mentioned: Use of...