Rain

Rain II

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Truce
1 : a suspension of fighting especially of considerable duration by agreement of opposing forces : armistice, cease-fire. 2 : a respite especially from a disagreeable or painful state or action.

The blade made Tyler feel a certain way. A way that he wanted to drag the blade across his pale skin yet again yet he knew how Josh would react to this if he walked in. He slowly ran the blade across his hand, the blade very cold from not using it in four years.
He let out a shaky sigh. He slowly started running the tip of the blade across his upper arm. He let his hand go faster, his hand began going lower down his arm. The door flung open. He saw the head of bright blue hair, mocha eyes, and c-major lips enter.
Tyler froze, unable to move. He looked the other boy, Josh, dead in the eyes.
"Tyler..." Josh spoke calmly, though he wasn't all that calm. He carefully walked to Tyler, bending down on one knee, taking the blade away.
He looked at the blood stains on the tip of the knife that was sharp.

"I'm sorry Josh..." Tyler mumbled.
"Sorry can't take that back." Josh sneered, unable to control himself. Tyler stood up, changing his clothes. Josh suddenly threw the knife at the mirror, causing the mirror to shatter into millions of tiny pieces. Tyler gasped and looked at Josh.
"Josh, please calm down." Tyler whimpered.
"No. I can't. Go clean up yourself and meet me in the car Tyler." Josh growled and stormed out.

Tyler knew where Josh was taking him.

He cleaned himself up in the shower and slowly walked out of the room. He got dressed and walked down the stairs. He did not find Josh for obvious reasons. He slowly gathered his drawings things and took out his shoe laces. He walked out the door with his backpack, the straps cut off. He climbed in the car.

"I'm sorry Tyler. This is the best choice for you. I can't /trust/ you anymore." Josh started the car and reversed, looking behind him and then forward and began driving down the parking lot of the apartments.
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