Johnnie's POV
"Johnnie? Johnnie? Look at me please." Kyle said. I can't bare to look at him. I just lost my mind right in front of him. I haven't cried in front of anyone in the last two years since my father died. I'm such an idiot for doing that. Urg. Why am I so stupid? Wait I know why, because I was born that way and I hate myself. I shift just a little so I can talk and he can hear me properly. "Kyle your definitely not ugly." I told him. He heard me but didn't say anything. The silence went on for about 5 minutes. Finally I broke the silence. "Kyle?" I said. No response. I looked over toward him, he was sleeping he looked like an angel. So I got up and walked around the bed and lifted him up in my arm and put home under the blankets and let him sleep peaceful. I grab the dirty clothes and bring the to the laundry room, I put them in with a couple of my shirts and a pair of skinny jeans. I then make my way to the bathroom and grab the cup and refill it with water and take two more pills, I walk towards my room where Kyle is sleeping and put the pills and cup Down and walk out. I go out into the living room and grab myself the Nightmare before Christmas blanket while I sit down on the couch and put in my earbuds and press the shuffle button and slowly drifting away in a dreamless state
Kyle's POV
I wake up with a blistering headache then I notice the glass of water and two pills, I sit up and take them. Where am I? Oh wait I'm at johnnie's apartment. Why is he being so nice to me? I don't even deserve it. I slowly stand up and walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I have a busted lip, swollen eye and a cut on my cheekbone. I left and wander the rest of the apartment. I stumble into the living room and see him on the couch sleeping so peacefully, he looks happy so I don't wake him up. I walk back to his room and lay back down and fall back to sleep.
I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated in forever I been dealing with a shit life. I'll try to update more often. I'm sorry. I really am.
~Abby
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