eternity || blake gray

nineteen

Warning: More depressing stuff from book one.

"Kinley, I told you to go!" Blake shouted as he sobbed. "Blake, no. Stop!" I shouted, my voice breaking and cracking. My breathing hitched in my throat as I slapped the blade from Blake's fingers. I watched it as it fell to the ground and hit the floor. "Why?" I asked him, tears falling down from my eyes.

"I'm tired of hurting! I'm tired of you hurting! I'm tired of being the reason we're both hurting! And I was hurting on the inside so I hurt myself  on the outside too! I always screw everything up! I always get mad and fight with you and all it does is hurt us both!" He cried.

"Blake it's not your fault!" I told him. "Explain this! I did this! Not you!" He yelled, holding up his bleeding arms. "Please, stop." I whispered, avoiding eye contact. I couldn't look at him being so hurt. I had no idea he was this sad.

He fell to the ground sobbing, holding his face in his hands. I grabbed a towel and things to clean up his cuts. "Blake, we need to get you help." I told him. He nodded as he continued to sob. I tried to stay strong for him, holding back my tears.

"I love you, okay? Please, never leave me. You promised you'd never do this again. I promised I would always be here. And look, I'm here. I need you. Please don't ever do this to yourself again." I said, and he layed his head on my shoulder.

I held him in my arms as we sat in the bathroom floor. I looked around, there was blood on the floor, in the sink, on me. It looked as if someone was slaughtered in here. I rocked Blake back and forth as I cradled him in my arms.

"You know how they say you'll find someone who's going to hug you so hard that all your broken pieces go back together?" Blake asked me and I nodded. "Well, I found you." He told me and a small smile crept upon my face.

"Kin, you're my life support. You know that?" He asked me. "And you're mine." I told him. He lifted his head up from my shoulder and kissed me with more passion than ever before. "We're gonna get through this, remember?" I asked.

"Always." He said with his tired, sad eyes lighting up a bit. "And I'm gonna love you forever, no matter what. And I'm going to love that baby no matter what too. Because he or she is a part of you, and I love you. Which means I love them." He told me. Even though it didn't make much sense, I understood. I smiled.

Our forever might be a little messed up and broken in some places, but every forever has the same meaning.