Three Faced {skammy af} {boyxboy}

2.3

3rd person

Sammy groans out in frustration, running a hand through his hair. Once again, his hair is not cooperating.

Skate groans in frustration, not being able to tie his tie because someone else is trying to come out.

Skate finds himself in Sammy's room. Sammy smiles kissing Skate's cheek.

"Let it happen." Sammy whispers, tying Skates tie.

Skate sighs, and blinks than gasps for air. His chocolatey brown orbs turning into the cold black eyes.

"Nate. I need to talk to you." Sammy says sitting on the bed.

Nate doesn't answer, just nods. He's confused. Sammy is one of the only people he hates to see hurt. Yes, he hurt Sammy. And he regrets every moment.

"Ok. So um. My dad died and we're about to go to the funeral. Can you please let Skate be Skate for a couple hours. No offense." Sammy asks.

Nate nods, Skate will always be better. No matter what he does. Sammy attacks Nate into a hug.

"Thank you. Thank you. We can talk about the other day later." Sammy whispers.

Nate felt a weird feeling in his heart. It confused the hell out of him. Nate blinks rapidly, not wanting to lets go of Sammy. He gasps for air as Sammy pulls away.

Skate smiles at Sammy.

"Nate and Nathan. Said the won't try to take over during the funeral." Sammy says. Trying to fix his hair once again.

Skate sets Sammy on the bed and grabs Sammy's gel. He fixes Sammy's hair, now  it's one hundred times better.

Sammy kisses Skate before he puts on his jacket, and grabs his keys.

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Skate gives Sammy's hand a squeeze as they walk into the funeral home. It was a small room, the door was at the back of the room. The casket was placed at the front of the room, flowers and tissue on tables. Chairs were set throughout the room. Closer to the door were trifolds, pictures were pasted all over the boards.

Skate knit his eyebrows together. Sammy was in none of the pictures. A couple pictures had people covered in white out.

"That was me." Sammy's voice crack as he point to a picture.

Sammy's dad was holding Sammy in his arms, but in the picture Sammy was a white blob.

Sammy stares at the casket from across the room. He slipped away from Skate, slowly making his way to his fathers cold body.

But he was stopped by a guy it a black button down shirt and green eyes.

"Excuse me sir, are you Samuel?" He asks.

"Y-yes." Sammy nods his head. Skate looks around until he spots the silver hair.

"I'm sorry, but your not allowed to be here." The guy with the green eyes says stepping in Sammy's way.

"W-what? That's m-my fucking dad." Sammy's voice cracks.

"I'm sorry. Dave doesn't want you to be here."

Sammy's heart dropped. Skate walk next to Sammy.

"What's going on?" Skate asks glaring at the boy blocking Sammy's way.

"Samuel is not aloud to be here. I was politely asking him to leave so I wouldn't have to call security." The boy doesn't make eye contact with Skate.

"What? Why isn't he aloud to be here?" Skate cocks an eyebrow.

"His father wrote notes, like his will. But he specifically said he's not aloud to be here."

Skate growls at the guy, taking Sammy's hand.

"Come on." Skate whispers.

Sammy nods weakly, as they walk out.

Sammy gets into the drivers seat, fuming with anger and sadness. Skate skids into the passenger seat.

"Do you want me to drive?" Skate asks. Sammy shakes his head no.

Sammy pulls out, he drives carelessly and fast.

"Sammy. Chill your going to get us killed." Skate holds onto his seat.

Sammy doesn't listen, he just pushes the as petal. They zoom down the slim highway.

"Sammy. Pull over. I'm driving." Skate orders.

Sammy snaps his neck to look at Skate, he sends a sharp glare.

Neither of them knew that they swerved into the next lane. They learn this, after the car collides with another. Sending the car spinning off the road, and only to be stopped by a tree.

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hey guys : (

THIS IS THE END. THIS IS THE

LAST CHAPTER. :( The next

update will be information on

the sequel. Anywhore. Howd

You like it? Did you love it?

Did you hate it?

Do you hate me?

Please don't hate me. I'll buy you

pizza and watch Netflix. :)

Otay.

Bye my bad bitches. Stay bad.

Mwahhhhh

~kelsey