Safety in Ink (boyxboy)

Prologue

Prologue

He stood there, telling me things that I did not want to hear. Things that I did not - could not - believe. They were all lies. He was trying to tell me, beg me to believe them. I covered my ears with my hands, attempting to shut out the lies that he was speaking, shutting them out because I knew that the moment I heard them that I would break down and cry, and I would not stop. He placed his hands upon my shoulders, but I only shrugged them off. My whole body shook violently as I tried to hold everything in.

"Jay," He spoke softly. Even though I had my hand clasped over my ears as hard as I possibly could, I could still hear him. I did not want to. I knew he was standing there, right in front of me, with those sad crystal blue eyes of his, those ones I absolutely loved. It was the only reason why I refused to look up at him because if I dared looked up it would absolutely crush me. "I'm only thinking of you..." His hands came back, this time he placed them right over mine that I had over my ears, scorching them. He would curl his fingers around mine, peeling my hands away from ears.

He lifted my chin up to look at him, and when I looked up into those bright blue eyes of his I broke down. My whole body began to shake again, my eyes brimming with tears. He wiped my first straying tear away, but said nothing. He would just look down at me, wiping away my tears as they came. I attempted to breathe regularly, but they came out shaky as my whole body vibrated.

"I understand that this is hard for you," He finally spoke. His voice was tender, loving... It was also regretful. "It is for me, too... But I am never going to come back." His eyes pleaded for me to understand, but I would never understand why he would ever do such a thing to me.

"Well, it doesn't look that hard for you!" My voice came out as a whimper even though I tried to yell at him. I wanted to scream at him, tell him that what he was trying to tell me was stupid. "You're not even crying, Anthony!" How can it be the same for you, when it does not even seem like it is affecting you?" I clenched my fists at my side. Anthony was quick to cover my fists with his hands, attempting to calm me down before I exploded.

"It is killing me, Jay. Seeing you like this is killing me," He took my face into his hands now, caressing my cheek as he pulled me closer. "I never would want you to be hurt like this. No, never..." I looked over his features, for what would be the last time. His blue eyes that can brighten up anyone's day. His blonde hair that shined brighter than the sun. His perfect, smooth skin that I just wanted to touch. Everything was just so perfect about him, and I was going to lose all of it.

"I ca-can't believe that," I shook my head, forcing myself to look away from his perfect features. It felt like I was slowly dying inside, as everything – in this moment – became clear. He was leaving me. He pulled away and stood up, a strangling sound escape his throat.

"You need to forget about me," He said as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head and then walked away towards the door.

"No!" I yelled after him, quickly reaching out to grab his hand. "Don't leave me! Please!" My voice cracked. He stopped for a moment before gently pulling my hand off of him before opening the door, and closing it after he exited the room.

"Don't leave me!" I yelled at the door where he had just exited, collapsing down onto the ground. "Don't leave me..." I would whimpered helplessly. That was the moment my heart broke into a million pieces, and the moment that I would never forget when the only person I had ever loved left me. All alone.

Anthony was moving away, to the East Coast, North Carolina to be exact. He was my first boyfriend, and he had been there for me these last three years of my life. I was only 16 when he told me he was going away. While it was because his parents had found better job opportunities, most of his family lived there. So the most logical choice for them was to move back there. I would never see him again.

"You need to forget about me"

Those words echoed through my mind. It was not that easy. Not when you have him everything: your love, your life. We went through life where people mocked us, hated us, hurt us for liking the same sex. I only took all that pain because of him. He was my everything, but now I was just supposed to forget about him?

I did nothing. I did not go after him. I let him go. No goodbye kiss. No nothing. Just one empty heart, and a long time of suffering without him. This was to be the beginning of my addiction. My addiction was to pierce my skin with images and designs with gallons of ink.

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Author's Note~

If anyone is reading this. I am rewriting this story in hopes that it will meet my expectations. I felt like my first go at it was not exactly what I wanted, so here I am, fixing it. I hope you guys will either enjoy this new version or just simply like the plot line (if it is your first time reading it).

Thank you all for supporting me. It really means a lot!!