Four Best Friends 2: A New Perspective

Chapter 12: A Day In The Mind Of A Wolfie-Mob

Chapter 12: A Day In The Mind Of A Wolfie-Mob

[Wolfie's POV]

"Can you come here for a sec?"

"Sure I'll be right there." I pressed the home button on my phone and stuffed it in my pocket. Master Secret is calling once again... He's not really my master but he's been acting a lot like it lately. Constantly calling me to look at this or that or just go to sleep with him. I think he's freaked out by what happened at Laser Tag. He did kind of have a meltdown.

I sighed and navigated through different hallways until I got to Secret's room. Once I opened the door his head perked up and turn towards me like a curious dog getting to run around for the first time. 

His laptop was placed neatly on his lap and he folded his hands together once he saw me. His snow like hair fell down, covering his eyes so he couldn't see. He likes it better that way. Secret also had small white earbuds that he only wore at home. 

"You needed something?" I asked and sat down next to him on his bed, closing the door behind me. All I got as a answer was a head shake. Then what he he fricken text me? 

He bit down on his lip, harder than usually, until a little blood came out and he shivered. It looked like he was having a mini spaz attack over his body. Secret turned back around and kept typing away at the laptop I bought him for his birthday. He really liked that thing; he uses it all the time.

It's hard to get him out of his room these days. He's getting more and more depressed you could say. All he does now is sit around writing or listening to music. Speaking of music...

"What're you listening to?" It took him a couple of seconds to respond, but he eventually stopped typing and looked me in the eyes. He has these beautiful green ones that seem to sparkle whenever I at them.

"Teenagers, My Chemical Romance..." He responded and turned back around. So he is still freaked out... Usually he's more calm with me than the outside world. To him it's a scary place that he doesn't quite get yet. It's like he has an animal'a instincts to run away from anything that is not like him and to stay close to the ones you love.

I smiled wryly and ruffled his hair. I had to get him out of the house some how. II'll do anything he wants as long as we can have fun together... Away from the house.

"Wanna do something?"

"Like play video games?" He immediately responded with. I see he wants to stay here huh? Will his efforts will not faze me!

"No like go out to the town or something!" I shouted, making sure I sounded excited so Secret would believe me. I actually had nothing planned but anything would be better than this. Recently I had to stay in this house to take care of him.

"So like a date?" He said and his eyebrows perked up. He was apparently intrigued by the idea. We haven't gone on one since that day with Bonnie and Foxy, if that even counts. I was simply missing his company and wanted to spend some time with him. Was that so much to ask?

"Exactly!" I smiled and placed my hands behind my head. Whenever I was in here I always found myself staring at the ceiling. It was nothing special but a plain white color with black swirls going through it. 

"Plus if we played video games you would beat the living shit out of me." I commented. As seen in our laser tag excursion, Secret is very good with strategy things. Even though some people might say that video games take no strategy, Secret always finds a way to beat me in anything we do.

"True Wolfe, so true."

"Anyway you better wash up. You don't want to look bad in public." And with that Secret was off to the shower, leaving me alone in his room. Secret took prettily long showers so this was just enough time for me to look around.

His room was quite clean with one desk to your right as soon as you walk into the room. That desk was my goal right now. From past finding I found out that that is where he hides all his dirty little secrets! It's nothing that I didn't know already, but he adds more every time I look. He's quite open with me compared to other people.

I slowly got off the bed and made my way over to the desk. On it were a couple of pens sprawled about, a notebook titled "My Diary", a little Pixar lamp, and a pile of papers containing poems he wrote. They were so out in the open that you would think that he wanted me to read this stuff. Either that or he just trusts me enough not to. If that's the case then I'm sorry to say that you have trusted the wrong person my dear boyfriend. It's for your health though.

I picked up the first paper and the pile and started to read. He's a good writer, at least better than I'll ever be.

'Is it bad that I want to see my enemies burn?

To kill off all of the people that brought me pain?

The angel dressed in silk is dying...

The devil, his pitchfork sharp, is whispering...

Wouldn't it be nice to feel the rush of acceptance in your life?

My knife will be stained red with happy souls by the end of the night!

Get ready mom, dad

Here I come!'

At the bottom a small little note said "Work in progress". Do you see why I'm worried for his safety now? Secret's a bit of a psychopath but I haven't told anyone that. He doesn't like the ideas of therapists or someone to help him. According to him he doesn't need help.

Part of me hoped that this was just depression and that he would get over it, but something was telling me that it wasn't. 

He was more then a boyfriend to me; my soulmate if you could say that. I cared about him more than anyone else in the world. He just doesn't realize that yet. Everything in his life has banded together to bully him and torture his mind. He goes through these little periods where he just sits there, his pupils wide, and he's clutching his head. 

I sighed and picked up his diary. I flipped to a random page and started to read.

'Dear Diary,

I had so much fun today with Wolfie! He's the love of my life like I told you before. It's been tough hiding the secret of being gay with the world, but I plan to do something about that soon. I think that if I told people it would lift a big burden off of my shoulders.

Anyway we went to Six Flags today. I hate roller coasters but Wolfie likes them so it's fine with me. We got to talk more and the standard passerby snickered at us, but when I'm with him I'm able to block all of that out.

We were talking about our dreams and future. I really want to be a veterinarian! Animals kinda scare me though... Beside that I have a spot for them and would love to help them out in the future.

3/28/14

~ Thanks for listening!'

He's still an adorable little kid on the inside. He hates to show it, but I love that side of him. It just makes him cuter in my opinion.

Anyway I should probably wash up a bit myself. Today's going to be a big day!