Mitches POV
" hey guys its Mitch or Bajan Canadian here with Jerome ! " I shout into my mic " hey doods so whatta we doin today biggums ?" I hear Jerome laugh as we are teleported to the arena " were here with some hunger deans " I controll my character towards the spawn chests and manage to get ... " BETTY ! Biggums I just got Betty " I say In a sing-song voice as Jerome laughs. I just love his laugh
* magical hunger deans and ponies and stuff *
" we'll goodnight everybody " I say into my mic and I turn of the recording equipment to talk to Jerome on Skype " that was a good game " he says with his usual cheeky grin, gorgeous I think to myself as I daydream.
Me and Jerome talk for a while. He stretches and yawns, I focus on how cute his face is I know I shouldn't think that he's my best friend but its true! My attention is drawn to his wrist were something tattooed well more like cut into his arm ...
" biggums what's on your arm ? " I ask try to sound normal but you can hear concerning my voice.
" n-nothing " he stutters madly and puts down the call quickly
How I miss looking into those eyes
Jeromes eyes
Jeromes POV
Shit ! Mitch saw my arm.. It's been a while since I last cut but all I remember is etching his name into my skin. The way the blood ran , the razor constantly slashing , the words Mitch untidly engraved into my arm to remind me of my love for him .... That won't be returned.
I wake up in the morning with the smell of fresh blood, I'm laying on the bathroom floor with my razor at hand ! I really need to stop but it relives the pain , of loving someone who just doesn't feel the same way! I stumble to the kitchen and look at my phone over 20 new texts aloof Mitch ' hey dood what was on your arm ' ' hey dood how are you ? ' ' hey Jerome ! ' then the last text caught my eye ' right biggums I'm coming over expect me about 1 o'clock ! ' I check the clock and it reads 12:55 , shit !
