Balcony crie's and Ciggaretts

What if it will hurt till I die?

It became cold, but  the stars are so pretty to look at, so he made himself comfy on the balcony.
He got himself a blancket and some coushions and sat down ,put a ciggarett between his lips and looked up in the sky, dreaming about a better life, not noticing the Person on the balcony to his left.

Since when do you smoke? said a deep raspy voice .
What oh my God you have me a heart attack ! Milo groaned not that  that would be a problem he whisperd quitly  behind .
What do you mean? the voice asked .
Hmh.. ??
You said I quote  "that you wouldn't care about having a heart attack"!!
Oh yeah hahha  you know life sucks  when you're depressed as fuck and then your bestfriend blocks you and says that he doesn't want to have to do anything with you  anymore but everything is peachy .
So you are telling me that my brother broke contact with you and you hate you're life.
Yeah haaaa that's what I said Leonardo.
Come here...
No Im perfectly fine.
The fuck you mean, you are not fine  you literally just told me that you are depressed.!
Ugh let me alone I just wanna smoke in peace and cry to the sky how shitty my life is .
He groanded  closing his eyes leaning his head on the balcony railling.

When he opend opend them again, the only thing je could see was black iriden staring in his. Tears started to come to his eyes .
Come here whisperd Leonardo opening his arms, squeezing Milo thigtly.
While he crys silently in his arms.
After a while Milo looks up with his teary green eyes, green staring in to black, no one talking, in the scilence Leonardo said wiping his tears away "Mi everything is going to be alright".
But what if it's never gonna be alright Leo  and what if it will hurt till I die ?

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Second chapter I was pretty Sure that I would never write the second chapter so yeah here it is