Will's POV:
For the first time in years, I wasn't contemplating suicide every second of my day. Instead, my head spun with his dull eyes that could have held so much life in them. Eyes, windows to the soul. His voice echoed through my head, an endless torture. Yet also relief. A distraction. Because I know him. The nameless boy who's story was my own.
The same foggy memory from my first night in this city resurfaces. 3 years ago. A boy. An alley. A story. A story that was told to me. A story that's recognized. My story. But also, his story. The boy next door who cried that first night. The boy next door whose cries resounded with mine. I know his name. I met him. 3 years ago. An alley. Next to the bar.
His name.
Jordan.
-=+=-Boop-=+=-
Bam
A door slams shut. Locks click as the tumblers fall back in place. Soft footsteps paw past my door. 3 in the morning.
I slip on a light jacket I didn't even know I owned and softly open my plain apartment door. The grimy brass apartment number glints slightly in the dim incandescent lights. I walk briskly down to the first floor and out into the city. 3 am Seattle, we meet again.
Except this time, it's not aimless wandering. An alley. The alley. Next to a bar. A bright neon sign announces the promise of forgetting. He's already here. My back slides down the rough brick wall. My shaky voice stutters, "Hi Jordan."
A/N: these are actually really short I apologize
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STAI LEGGENDO
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