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~Broken~

Low key high on Pixy Stix and Monster, so thisight be all over the place

Woods' POV

I walked as fast as I could down the hall without raising suspicion. Not really sure where to go, I turned into the first bathroom I saw. In the mirror a saw a reflection I didn't recognize as myself. The guy staring back at me had disheveled hair and panicked eyes. Tanner and Paul. Tanner and Paul. TannerAndPaul. Tannerandpaul. It just kept playing over and over in my head.

Not being able to stand it anymore, I begin banging my head on the mirror. Slowly at first, not actually trying to cause harm. I just wanted the thoughts to go away. Progressively, it became harder and harder though. The mirror began to crack from the impact, eventually shattering. There was something warm on my face. My hand touched it, and it's blood. I don't even care.

I lay down on the floor, and let the darkness engulf me.

I sit up and look around. It's Hi5 Studios. Without being able to stop myself, I walk towards Tanner's office. When I open the door, there's Paul sitting on Tanner's lap as they makeout heatedly. I can't make myself look away, no matter how much I want to. They finally aknowledge my presence when they stop kissing.

"Why would he ever pick you? You're broken," Paul sneered. My heart seized up and I began sobbing, not caring if anyone saw. They resumed kissing as if I wasn't there. I want this to be over already.

All of a sudden, there's a pair of hands on my waist. They pull me away from the unbearable scene. I'm enveloped in a hug before I can see their face. But there's only one person with this hair. Mitch.

I wake up on the bathroom floor, unsure of how long I was passed out. Cautiously, I stand and grab some paper towels. There's dried blood on my face and I didn't want to walk down the hallway with it still there. When the towels are thurouhghly wetted I begin wiping off my face. Too bad I broke the mirror. Hope they don't get mad about that... As far as I can tell, I got all of the blood off of me.

I go out to the hallway and realize I have no idea where I am. Paying attention to which way I went was the last thing on my mind. Not wanting to bother anyone, I just wander around before finally stumbling upon the room. The door is open, so I just walk in.

"Hey there. Took you long enough," Tanner was the only one in the room. He just sat there perched on the edge of the bed. When he gestured for me to sit next to him, I silently did.

"Hey," I say quietly.

Tanner notices the gash on my forehead and reaches up to touch it. I recoil back unthinkingly. He doesn't try to hide his hurt.

"So," I begin after a moment of silence, "you and Paul?" Now it's my turn to show how hurt I am. Thankfully my voice doesn't crack and my eyes don't tear up, even though they want to.

He looks to the ground, "you heard that, huh?" I didn't respond, he knew the answer. "I'm still not sure about a lot of things...but as of right now, I want to be with Paul."

"Yeah, I- uh I get it," the sick feeling in my stomach is back again. Our eyes lock and neither of us looks away. My body takes control and I kiss Tanner. He's unresponsive at first, but then kisses back. We separate and I immediately regret it. I regret everything.

"Dont worry," Tanner whispers quietly before leaning in for another kiss, "nobody has to know."

A/N - WHAT THE FUCK TANNER. IM WRITING THIS AND I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOURE DOING. So many feeeelllsss.

~Stay Lovely~