Lost (A Chandler Riggs Gay Fan Fiction)

Comfort From A Friend

I get back to my apartment. I open and stand at the door. I see Hunter holding a knife in his hand. He is starting at his wrist.

Hunter looks up to me as I stand at the door. Before either of us can speak, I run over and grab the knife from Hunter's hands. I throw it into the kitchen. I sit down next to Hunter and examine his arm to make sure he's okay. I stopped him in time.

I am feeling a large range of emotions right now. It is so large that I don't feel the full impact of the break up. It just doesn't seem real to me. It feels like a fabricated string of emotions that perhaps spawned from a lost spider.

"Hunter! You can't do this! It won't make things any better!"

Hunter cries into my shoulder before speaking. He speaks in between sobs.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fall in love with you!"

I didn't realize that he was in love with me. It surprised me. I just focused on what was important.

"I don't care. It won't change how I act towards you."

Hunter grabs on to my shoulder in an attempt to support himself.

"I'm sorry. I'm so damn sorry. You shouldn't be here. You should be at your party."

"Parties are overrated. Besides, it ain't a party without you there."

"You are too nice to me. I don't deserve this. Chandler was all I had left and now he hates me!"

"He doesn't hate you. He's just acting strange for some reason. I think you caught him on a bad day."

"I'm sorry. I ruined everything."

"Please let me talk to you. It can help."

"But it won't."

Hunter just keeps looking down. I'm not sure what to do. I decide to give him a friendly kiss on the cheek. This causes Hunter to look up. We both stare into each other's eyes.

He leans in and kisses me. I back up before he can kiss me. I'm thinking of Chandler. I then remember the breakup. I lean in and kiss him. I feel his muscular arms swing around me as his hands rub my back. I move my body so I'm sitting on his lap with my legs open kissing him. I enjoy feeling his strength. His lips feel soft and his tongue tastes nice. He is rough but gentle at the same time. We make out for the next fifteen minutes. We then go to Hunter's room where I hold him as we fall asleep.