I'm Losing My Mind

Jump Scars and Slasher Movies

Ronnie's POV:

I woke up that next morning and, to be honest, I was scared shitless. I was meeting Craig in one hour down by the old movie theater in Vegas and I couldn't decide what to wear. Okay, long story short, I've had this weird crush on Craig for a while. A couple weeks, or so. What? He's hot.

"C'mon, Ronnie!" I said to myself. "If you go for the suit, he'll think you're taking him on a date. But, if you show up wearing ripped up jeans, he'll probably think you're living on the streets." After a half an hour of arguing with myself, I finally decide on a pair of skinny jeans an an Iron Maiden t-shirt. Can't go wrong with that, right? I soon leave my house and head for the theater. Craig was already there when I arrived. "Craig?"

"Hey, Ronnie." He replied, smiling. Walking up to him, I pulled him into a tight hug. Our embrace lasted a good three minutes, at least. I didn't care that people were watching. In that moment, all I cared about was that Craig was in my grasp. His heart beating just below mine. When we finally broke from our embrace, he tried to act as though nothing happened. This made my heart sink. "So, what movie did you wanna go see?"

"I was thinking a slasher. What do you think?"

"Sounds good to me." Craig smiled softly again. God, I just wanna kiss those lips. I snapped out of my trance, only to find Craig looking at me, confused.

"I'm okay, just...come on." I said, hurriedly, taking Craig by the shoulder. When we got into the movie theater an chose which movie to see, I couldn't stop thinking of Craig. He was so beautiful. So perfect. The movie soon started. Good, maybe now I can take my mind off of him. Everything seemed fine, that is until the killer gave a jump scare, causing Craig and I to scream. I looked over to a now shaking Craig Mabbitt, instinctively placing my arm around his shoulders. He, probably not realizing what he was doing, nuzzled his head into my chest. We stayed like this for the remainder of the movie. I didn't mind, though. When the credits began to play at the end, Craig must've figured out what he had done earlier on. He pulled away from my chest, once more acting as though nothing had happened. My heart sank in my chest again. We left the theater together, but one thing kept my thoughts there. Craig. The way he nuzzled against my chest. Gah, this is so confusing. I can't take this anymore. I had to know.

"Ronnie, I gotta run to the restroom really quickly. I'll meet you back out here." Craig said, softly. Now's my chance.

"Same." I reply, following him into the restroom. Once we had finished with what needed to be done and washed our hands, I looked around to make sure nobody else was there. Pinning Craig against the wall, I lightly kissed him on the lips. They were so soft and, for a moment, I got lost in them. Craig wasn't sure what to do. He kissed back, but only for a couple seconds. Pulling away, I look him in the eyes. Tears started to form in my own as I realized he didn't want me back. His expression was one of confusion, disbelief. "Craig-" Before I could finish my sentence, he left the restroom, leaving me alone. If he didn't want me, why did he kiss back? Did he love me?