IT WAS A COLD NIGHT, NOISY FOOTSTEPS OF PEOPLE AND BUSY STORES. The snow fell beautifully, after all it was a Christmas Eve night. A boy walked in those noisy busy streets, it seemed as if he were watching someone that was far from his reach.
"I trusted you." said a young boy silently. Locks of ebony wisps falling to his face, framing his slender yet fierce pale looking face. He glared at the man who sat in that vintage bar, talking to a group of people unknown to him.
He loathed the man.
His coal colored eyes pierced through the window, it was a mystery how the other man didn't realize he was there. He absolutely hated his smug, know-it-all, yet devishliy handsome face. Despite glaring at the man as if he were going to eviscerate him. He felt, somewhow sad- played, used-
Those thoughs seemed to evaporate once he saw a genuine smile across his ex-partner's face. All those years he had spent with him he had seen his mocking remarks about him, his annoying smirks, his smug faces. Yet he never saw that.
A genuine smile, and yet he had bared himself out for him, just for him. While the was guarded, was he just a mere pawn for him? What did he mean to him? Those thoughts consumed him. Until he heard another careless free laugh.
That was his breaking point.
"Of course." He muttered to himself as he watched him from a far. "You're so fucking selfish, I can't steal happines from you, can I?" The man who he now loathed was free. Free of the evil that they had to go through everyday. He was so free from those shackles.
He left him.
That was when he turned away, and ran.
He ran like a mad man, tears swelling up slowly from his eyes.
Along the way he began recalling memories of them together, how they would always lightly touch each other. How they'd play with each others hair. Ebony and dark-brown hair. He remembered those hazel-eyes and tan skin. Those words "I love you, Audrick." His visión began to blur as the tears began falling.
As he reached his home he curled himself and continued crying, he cried so hard that night. The days he wished for were now long gone, if only they could go back.
He didn't need him at all.
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Wowie wOWZERS holy fuck, things just happen when you're bored. I guess i have new characters now??? and a somehow unresolved conflict with a possible plot? also some fucking angst apparently?? tho i dunno how to write since i only write diabetes
