Photograph [on hold]

Hear me out

Gabe's P.O.V.

I sat quietly thinking for a moment. That was quite a story. I can't help feel sorry for her that this happens, but she needs to know it's okay to make mistakes. I ask Kota to leave the room and he complies, firmly closing the door behind us. "Sang, I want you to hear me out, okay?" I ask. She nods, lips perfectly sealed as she sniffs. Her gaze is directed at the floor, which makes me wonder how many floors she looks at everyday. "Sang," I say quietly but firmly. "We've established that you're mother thinks that you're a mistake, but tell me honestly, what do you think of yourself?" I watch as she sits still for a moment in thought. "I think- I think my mother's right. All I do is cause problems and ruin things for people. I think I should stay in the dark out of people's lives. I think I'm ugly and stupid and-and that I'm so weak it's pathetic." I silently watch her, saddened. "I don't think that's true. I think, in fact, that everything you just said are lies. And you don't break everything. You don't ruin people's lives. And you most certainly are not ugly." I lift her head to meet my eyes, studying her face for a moment. "I don't think that's what you believe either. I think that you're agreeing with all the lies that people have told you. All the names they've called you, and let me tell you... let me tell you, Sang. They are all liers." Her gaze holds my own before she closes her eyes.

Sang's P.O.V.

My eyes close, sorting through everything he just said. Did I believe he was telling the truth? Yes. Did I believe what he was saying? I didn't know. "Gabriel?" "Yeah?" "Can I have a hug?" He pulls me in and I just soak in his words. "Trouble? Your makeup is really bothering me. It looks like some abstract painter tried doing your makeup for some crazy heavy metal band." I let out a laugh and stand up, pulling him with me to my bathroom and slowly turn to him with a grin on my face. I play air guitar and yell out the chorus to a crazy rock song I once heard on the radio. "I'M THE QUEEN OF MY KINGS KINGDOM! I WEAR THE GEM AND JEWELED CROWN! IF YOU TRY TO KILL ME OR TAKE IT, I'LL SEND MY ARMIES TO TAKE YOU DOWN!" I laugh as he plugs his ears and begs me to stop. He wins by default as I lay on the ground clutching my stomach. Laughing so hard I was crying. Gabe had to drag me to the bathroom to start cleaning of my face.
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The sun pours through the window, and I grumpily climb out of bed. Today, Gabe has planned a shopping trip. Oh joy. I mean, it can't be that bad, right? I stumble to my closet, half asleep and half blinded by the sun. I trip halfway there, creating a loud thud. My door swings open a moment later. Gabriel stands there. After last night he insisted he stay here. Though he begged me to let him sleep on the couch, I coaxed him into sleeping in the guestroom. When he sees me though, he starts to laugh. Offering his hand, he gently pulls me up. I finish walking to my closet and skim through my clothes. I finally decide on blue skinny jeans, a black tank top, and an olive green jacket. I match it with my black flats as well. Gabe watches me, studying. I silently walk to my bathroom to get changed. When I come out, Gabriel is no longer present. So I walk down the stairs before nearly jumping out of my skin at the sight of Kota, Luke, and Gabe leaning against the fridge. When totally unexpected people are in your house, and you just woke up, it's a little... surprising. "Geez! Don't do that, you scared me!" I say. Taking in their appearances, I note that Kota is wearing a green polo, Gabe is wearing an orange polo, and to my tired brain, it looks like Luke is wearing the sun. I try to get a better look at Luke's outfit but am once more blinded by the sun. "Ugh!" I walk straight over to the kitchen window before shouting at the sun as best I could. Yes, I realize that won't actually fix anything I just need to let off steam. Also I'm half asleep. Can't blame me. "Why do you always keep getting in my eyes! I understand we need light which creates heat and so on but I don't need heat or light in my eyes, 'kay? When I have plants growing out of my eyes, I'd be happy to have you help with photosynthesis, but you are not needed now, okay? And since I'm talking to you, can I just bring up the whole thing where I'm having one of those really bad days like the mood of 'death in the family' your bright sunbathing worthy rays are not helpful then either. They just make me feel worse and more irritable. Just... go away, please, when you are not needed." I conclude. For emphasis I punch the window twice and kick the wall below the window once. I huff out a breath and walk over to the counter, grabbing a banana and hastily peeling it. The guys watch partially entertained and partly questioning my sanity. "What, if you fell and tripped and hurt your butt because you were half blinded by the sun, then tried to look at somebody's outfit and be nearly blinded you would be yelling at the sun too." The guys break apart laughing and I can't help but laugh a little too. "So, who's ready to go shopping?" "Seriously, Gabe? You have to wait for Victor and besides, we still need to eat breakfast." "Yeah right." This is going to be a long day.

Ta da! Two updates in two days! So when you can't write anything, it's called a writer's block, but if you can write a whole bunch what do you call that? A writer's rush? Oh well anyway, question of the chapter, is how many letters are in your full name? I have 21! See you guys next update!