Love That Could Last Forever [BoyxBoy]

The Ending Of Minnesota

"Don't even talk to me, Diamond." Angry eyes growled out, slamming the taxi's door shut. I could see the anger still blazing in his eyes. Why was there anger in his eyes? Well, it all started when I told him the truth. He didn't take it well at all...At first he even thought I was crazy. Which, I then had to explain to him about his grandfather and my history...Which leads us to now. Where Angry eyes...Is being angry.

"Kendall...I'm sorry. Really, really sorry! I love you and the reason I did that was because I couldn't lose you..." Okay, I was begging now. Like a pathetic puppy. But I'm doing it for a good cause. Out of love...Selfish love, but still, love. Only Angry Eyes didn't see it that way...

He saw it as taking away his life. When really, I gave him a second chance at life...

"No, you did it because you're a selfish bastard. I can't believe I said I loved you, because I don't! I. Hate. You!" He made sure to drag out each word. Each more venomous than the last. He took one disgusted glance at myself, and then he stormed off into Logan's house.

What he didn't know...Each word hurt worse than the last. I felt my heart shredding to little pieces. I didn't mean to be this selfish...I just didn't want him to die. Now I feel like I was the one that did all those horrible things, not Jackass.

I didn't even glance once at the taxi driver, when I paid for the ride back here. Since they let Angry Eyes out a few hours after he woke up, I didn't have time to call Logan. Plus...Angry Eyes wouldn't even look at me. He just stormed out of the hospital, and got in a taxi. Which I quickly got into, too.

And nothing changed when we arrived at Logan's...

"Thank you, Sir." With those words, I slowly made my way into the house. I wasn't in any hurry. Angry Eyes hated me...And it was all my fault. All of this was, actually. And up until now...I've been placing the blame on Jack. When really...I'm the one that caused this mess.

If guilt wasn't eating my soul before, it is now. Every bit of it...And I couldn't do anything to ease it...

What happened when you did something out of love, it was admired? Now it's something to be hated for...

"Well, no time like the present..." I mumbled under my breath, as I walked up the steps. Into the house of hell...

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Slam. Stomp. Slam.

That's all I heard when I sat down on the couch. Angry Eyes walking through out the rooms, slamming each door he went through. He really was living up to his nickname. He is angry. He is blazing with fire. And it was heading for me. James Diamond. The one he despises most as of the moment. Even more than Jack, Angry eyes happened to say...As if that doesn't make me feel any worse. Because it does. I feel like I'm drowning in guilt...

I lagged back against the couch, looking up at the light blue ceiling...I try to count the chips of paint...But my mind wouldn't concentrate on anything but those slamming doors. And the person that is slamming them...Why did I have to ruin everything I touch? Why did I even come to Minnesota...?

"He'll get over it, James. Don't worry about it..." Logan reassured me, breaking my thoughts, as he sat down next to me. I could see the concern in his eyes, it was flowing through out those chocolate browns. He knew something was off. He knew I wasn't alright. And he knew why. That's what best friends are for. Was I even a good one...? I'm not sure of anything, anymore. I feel like I'm being crushed by the world itself...