Paultryck #2

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AU: N/A
Type: angST
Small Note: Trigger Warning; blood, suicide
Story Word: 810

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Tears stained the small males face as he had his back to the bathroom door. His family was fighting once again and he couldn't do a thing about it. Paul let a few hics escape his lips as he grabs his phone, going straight to his lover.

Patryck? Babe, you here?

Tears clouded his vision as he held in another weak sob, looking around for his razor. Call him what you will, but he doesn't care. He will do what he pleases.

Yeah; I'm here. What's wrong?

Oh, if only he could put it in words. As far as he knew, there was no way to say, "I'm fat, ugly, a cutter, I can't feel love yet I'm still dating you out of pity for myself. I can't seem to breathe at times and I cry myself to sleep, I've been considering suicide and I know you'll find someone better when I'm dead" in a way it didn't make him feel like he was complaining.

Nothing. I'm just lonely.

That was true.

It hadn't even been two days since he last kissed Patryck and he was already feeling loveless. He wipes his eyes with his sleeve, waiting for the next reply.

Oh, baby. I'm sorry. Do you want me to come over?

Yes. Yes please.

Okay. I'm coming. <3

...<3

Patryck lived some time away, and the didn't have his car. It was being repaired because of his street racing addiction. Paul took this time to undress and start a shower, he looked and felt like shit. He decided to play a song;

A last request..

He grabs his stereo from his room and plugs his phone up, turning the volume up so his parents wouldn't be heard and turned on the shower, getting in.

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line, miles away from those I love purpose undefined. While I recall all the words you spoke to me, can't help but wish that I was there
And where I'd love to be, oh yeah..

Dear God, the only thing I ask of you is to hold her when I'm not around; when I'm much too far away. We all need that person who can be true to you but I left her when I found her, and now I wish I'd stayed. 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired, I'm missing you again oh no.. Once again.

His eyes closed as he looked at his razor next to the shower- the area he was sitting in. His eyes flashed with danger as he grabbed it, making his palm bleed the crimson color he loved. The crimson color that controlled his life.

There's nothing here for me on this barren road; there's no one here while the city sleeps, and all the shops are closed. Can't help but think of the times I've had with you, pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah.

Dear God, the only thing I ask of you is to hold her when I'm not around, when I'm much too far away. We all need that person who can be true to you, I left her when I found her and now I wish I'd stayed. 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired, I'm missing you again oh no... Once again..

He slowly slides down the glass frame, blood seeping through his skin as he curls up, closing his eyes.

Some search, never finding a way, before long, they waste away. I found you, something told me to stay, I gave in, to selfish ways, and how I miss someone to hold. When hope begins to fade.

Patryck walks over, seeing the cars gone. Paul must be home alone. Smirking to himself, he goes over and knocks at the door. He heard something; his favorite song. The song he sings Paul to sleep sometimes. The only thing he can do is smile as he opens the door that was left ajar.

"A lonely road, crossed another cold state line, miles away from those I love, purpose undefined."

Pat heard the shower, not to mention there was an eerie silence besides the music. He felt his heart close as he opens the door, seeing his lover in a watery blood puddle.

"Dear God the only thing I ask of you is to hold her when I'm not around, when I'm much too far away. We all need the person who can be true to you, I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed.."

Pat let out a scream, rushing to Paul's side as he lifts Paul's head into his lap, tears flowing out of his chocolate brown eyes. He could only hold the one he loved close as life slipped out of the body.

"'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired, I'm missing you again oh no...
Once again.."

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