Paraphernalia {Perrentes}

Caraphernelia

Tony

"I love you Tone. I never should have left you." The words hurt. I don't know why in particular, but they did. I didn't know what to say, so I just looked at him. "Tony, I miss you and I know you're in here because of me. When you get out, I promise that I will change and we can be happy once again." He smiled at the end. I slightly smiled, I couldn't help it. No matter how much he hurt me I still loved him. But deep down inside I knew it was wrong. That I wasn't supposed to love him. I was supposed to love someone else. "What's so good about picking up the pieces?" I asked him, looking down at my hands.

"Tony, please. I made a mistake. I love you." He pleaded. I looked at him and for a moment, I was caught in his gaze. His light hazel orbs took me in and I fell in love all over again. I thought about the reasons why I loved him. But then it hit me. "Oliver no. You're not good for me and you know that. We created something beautiful and then destroyed it." I simply told him. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "You and Matt are good for each other. He makes you happy. Happier than I ever could." That was the last thing I said before walking away. I knew if I had stayed to let him explain I would have caved into him asking me out again.

I walked back into the cafeteria and immediately looked over at the windowsill. Only to see that Mike wasn't there. "He left. To his room I assume." I looked to my right to see Alex standing next to me, and another next to him. "This is Jack. My boyfriend." I nodded and waved, Jack returned the gesture. "Can you show me where his room is?" I asked Alex, he simply nodded and guided me down the hallway I just left. Moments later we reached a door. "This is it." He said, I nodded and thanked him.

He walked away leaving me alone. I took in a deep breath and knocked on the white door. Nothing. I knocked once more and got the same thing as before. Silence. I put my hand on the door knob and turned it. I walked in to see Mike huddled in the corner. I quickly ran to his side. "Mike, what's wrong?" I questioned he just looked at me. Almost like I killed his puppy. He moved back so that he was no longer in my embrace.

"Mike, what's wrong?" I asked once again. He shook his head. I moved closer to him, but I didn't put my arms around him like last time. "You love him." He said just above a whisper. "Wh-. Oliver? No he is my ex. I loved him." I explained, Mike looked at me. My heart broke as the tears fell down his face. I quickly brought my thumb to his face to wipe them away, but he flinched.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I promise." I cooed as I repeated the motion moments before. This time he let me wipe the tear. I looked down at his hands, to see dried blood on his knuckles. "Mike, what happened?" I questioned, as I brought him off the floor. "I punched the wall. I saw you with him, and your eyes held love." He told me. I put my head down, and finished walking him to the bathroom. I turned the water on and slowly ran his hand under it.

He hissed at the sudden touch, but soon stopped. I turned the water off and grabbed a paper towel to dry his hand. Once I was finished, we walked back to his room. The both of us sat on his bed, and sat and stared at the wall in front of us. "Why are you here?" I asked. He gave me a confused look. "I mean, what happened that put you here?" I asked rephrasing my question. He nodded and gave me one of his famous smirks. "That is a story for another time." He said. I sighed and made my way to the door.

"Please don't." He said. I turned around to see that he had tears growing in his eyes. I softly nodded and made my way back to him. He laid down and moved closer to the wall so that we both could fit on there. I scooted closer to him as he snaked his arm around my waist. I smiled. "Thank you." He whispered in my ear. I nodded and closed my eyes slowly.

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"I still think you're beautiful. Even with all the scars." Oliver softly told me as he kissed my arms. This became a daily routine. We go to his house after school and he would ask to see my scars. He would slowly trace his thumbs over them, incase there were any fresh one. Then he would softly kiss them, making the better. Everyday I got the same feeling. The feeling that I was loved. That I mattered to someone. I smiled every time. He would then say "I still think your beautiful. Even with all the scars." I smiled. Like a kid in the candy store everyday.

To most, this is stupid. But to me it meant the world. He was my world. He made everything right again, he made me whole. When people would see us they would say that it is just puppy love and we're to young to know what love really was. But in reality no one is to young. There is no such thing as to young. Love is love. Our hearts are filled with love. And I guess that's the paraphernalia about the whole thing.

I would wake up in his room. His face would be the first thing that I see. Life was perfect, I was happy for the first time in forever.

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"Tony. Tony wake up." I quickly sat up and looked to my left, to see a worried Mike. I looked around the room to see that the sunlight was now gone and was replaced with moon lights. I threw the cover off my sweaty body and made my way to the door. I waited for Mike to say something, but he didn't. I turned the knob and walked to my room.  The whole way there I had tears in my eyes.

I was dreaming about Oliver. And that hurt. I don't love him anymore. But maybe I do. He hurt me. But I would forgive him again. He loves someone else. But once again, so do I. I let the tears fall freely down my eyes. I didn't bother to eat dinner. I just wanted to be alone.

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