Sempiternal Alienation

Self Hate and loathing

James' pov

As soon as I got home, I slammed the door shut, punched the wall and laid down. I heard my mom walk into my room. "Why're you home?" She asked. All I did was get up out of bed, and stare at her. I gave her a dead expression, and walked out my door. I started screaming at the top of my lungs until I could barley speak anymore. I could feel that I had broken my knuckles on the wall as I just sat in my car with my forehead against the steering wheel. I slammed my forehead into the wheel and looked at the clock. Three forty five. Schools out. Great. I guess I've got one person to call, my friend, Sky...

Sky's PoV
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I had just thrown my bag down on my bed when I got a call from James. I sat down and looked at the phone. I heard what happened, how chloe just completely ignored his feelings. I answered the phone and said "Hey."
"Hey, sky... What's up?" He said.
"I just got home, I heard about what happened I am so sorry." I said.
"Don't worry about it, do you still have that med kit at your place?" He asked.
Weird. "Yeah," I said, "why?"
"Don't worry about it, just get it ready and I'll be there in a few, see you." He said. "Okay, see you."
I got up and walked to the bathroom where I kept it. My mom asked why I was getting it, all I could tell her was "I don't know." I sat it down on my bed as he knocked on the door. Mom greeted him happily and he smiled, happy just to be here. His smile lit up the room and I could feel my heart race. He walked over to me, holding his left hand in his right. "What happened?" I asked. "I punched a wall and broke my hand," he said, "why are you blushing, Sky?"
Oh god, he noticed. "Umm no reason, let's fix that hand of yours." I bandaged his hand up and kept it wrapped. He stood up and stretched. I looked down and felt my face turn red because his shirt lifted up when he raised his arms. I don't know what to do, he just got hurt by someone he thought was his friend and I'm falling in love with the bastard. "Hey, Sky," he said, getting on his knees to look me in the eyes, "are you okay? You're blushing like crazy and your starting to sweat."
Shit. He's noticing.
"Are you getting sick?" He said, putting his big cold hand on my forehead.
I winced when it touched my skin. At least he hasn't figured it out completely yet. "Here, let me get you something, just lay down and relax. Okay?" I just kept looking down, not answering him. My face turned even more red as he walked out of the room. God damn it. Why does he have to be so fucking perfect?!? Ugh, I'll just lay down and wait it out...

James' PoV
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She looked sick, but at the same time embarrassed. I'll get her something to eat and stay the night here. Take care of her. She's like family to me. "Okay, so I have some soup for you. If you want it." I said.
"O-okay, thanks." She stuttered. I sat it down beside her and looked at her. She was looking at me with these big eyes. A look I knew well, not one of sickness but of longing. I don't know, I'll just wait it out. It was already nine in he afternoon and my hand hurt like hell. "Hey, I'm going to go to sleep on the couch. Okay" I said.
"O-okay. " I heard her squeak from under her covers. "I'll be there if you need me." I walked out and laid down, my body drifted to numbness and my eyes felt heavy as I fell asleep, lost in nothing but the memories of what happened today...