Drowning in grey

hello

The world is a sad place full of sad people, without the sad people the happy people wouldn't be happy, because then the would have no one to understand them when their down. -Hello- that could mean a lot if it was from a person you thought was cool, or you loved. Jax had a someone. That someone wasn't always bright, but he loved them, they were warm and he felt fuzzy every time their eyes met. However, things change and time chooses its lane to go down. And now, that someone is dead. The window will never open be open always and when there's storms like this, that window called life should be closed.

Knife to heart but his heart felt like it was in his throat, he gulped. His hand were shaking, was this really what he wanted? Knock knock. Jax dropped the weapon and kicked it under his sofa, then went to his front door. He was only 17. Only a kid. Though, he lived alone and had no friends, he lost all of them after he shut himself away. He did have friends but the all gave up trying to contact him. Life is harsh.. Slowly, He opened the door to see Rin. No. No, No. 'RIN? Y-you should be dead, g-go back to b-b-being dead or somethi-' Jax was cut short when the the dead boy put his had to his face and pushed him against the wall, foot slamming the door shut. His hands were cold. Rin should have died 2 years ago- but he aged and was taller and.. More alive then when they last met. 'Jax listen..' Rin began- his vice was soft yet firm, was that possible? I think it is. Jax licked his hand but the not-so-dead-boy didn't move it away. 'MOVE YOUR FUCKING HAND YOU BASTARD, WHO ARE YOU??!!' He shouted, it was muffled so it wasn't really classed as a shout. ' heh, same old Jax, It's me the same Rin you fell for, look, make me some coffee and I will tell you everything and don't look at my hands..' Rin said removing his blood stained arm away ' I told you not to look.. Make that an ice coffee will ya?'