Lane's Fresh start

Mistakes

*Warning this chapter contains details of self harm and suicide if you or someone you know is experiencing thoughts about these topics please do not keep it to yourself*

*Tyler's POV*
I walk in through my front door with Lane. I quickly realize that no one else is home. "Thanks for walking with me," I smile at him before he responds. "No problem I enjoyed getting to know you, I don't understand how Travis could ever hate you." He is so nice, but do I like him because he is nice or because he is the first person that has a compatible sexuality with me? Before I could do anything else Lane kisses my cheek. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" He smiles at me with his adorable emerald green eyes. "Yeah, defiantly." He leave and I came to the conclusion that there is no questioning it, i like him.

*Lanes POV*
I probably shouldn't have done that. I could tell that he was fine with it but, does he even like me? "Hey Lance!" I recognized that voice, it was Travis. "I turn around to see him walking towards me. "Are you talking to me?" "Are you stupid or something? Of course I am," his voice is calm.... for now. "Well my name isn't Lance it's Lane," he looks a little annoyed but quickly responds. "Oh sorry about that, so what's up?" Is he seriously trying to make friends with me after what he did to Ty. (Yes I'm calling him that now deal with it) "Why do you care?" He looks less annoyed now. "I can tell you still mad at me for what happened with Tyler, but I don't think you know why I did what I did?" I can't believe this. "I know exactly why, you hate him because he is gay." "You got the wrong idea. I actually have no problem with homosexuality, that's completely fine by me." "The reason I treat him like that is because he got into a relationship with my friend. He broke his god damn heart." I can't believe that's Travis thinks this is going to change my opinion on Ty. "That's still no excuse. Heartbreak is just typical high school drama." He looks down. "You don't understand. After Tyler broke up with him he commuted suicide."

*Tyler's POV One year ago*
I hide in the bushes waiting for him. Once the opportunity shows itself I jump out and scare him. He almost falls backwards. "Dammit Tyler don't do that," he looked very annoyed. "Oh but why would I stop you look cute when your scared." He smiles. "Yeah yeah whatever," he kisses me. "And your just adorable always," I smile and we kiss again. "Get a room you too," Travis jokes. We just continue kissing until we break it for air. I put my arm around Greyson and we continue walking to the school.

~6 hours later~

*Greyson's POV*
I'm waiting on the front entrance of the stairs where Tyler and I usually meet. Travis walks up to me. "Hey what's up?" I look at my watch but quickly look back at him. "Have you seen Tyler?" "Not at all." I stand up and walk back in the school to look for him. I decide to look in the Locker room because gym is his last class of the day. I walk in to see some guy kissing Tyler. "What the hell?" The guy turns around and runs out, I just let him go. "Greyson I promise this isn't what it looks like." I start to tear up, "really because it looks like you were kissing some other guy." "It's not like that he kissed me." "BULLSHIT!" I run out of the Locker room crying and continue running out of the school, I don't look back.

~30 minutes later~

I run in through my front door luckily no one is home. I'm still crying when I grab a knife from the kitchen. I run upstairs and lock my door. As I press the cold blade up against my forearm I feel pleasure. I push deeper and dark red blood oozes out of my arm staining my white fur. I continue up and down my arm until I switch hands to do the same to my right arm. Once that is complete I search to find another spot to relieve myself of stress. My thighs. My ankles. My calf. I lay on my bed bleeding and slowly close my eyes as the darkness consumes me.