"take my hand, Take my whole life too, For I can't help, Falling in love with you"
3rd person
June 21st
8.26am
waking in each others arms felt amazing but sadly didn't last as long as they hoped, a knock at the door making both boys shoot up out of the bed, both falling to the ground with a thud. Laughing at each other.
The three other boys looking at them strange, not quite getting why they were laughing, nonetheless joining them on the floor to talk.
Hours passed countless childhood story's were told, snacks eaten, nurses cheaking on corbyns cuts. For once in Corbyns life, he was actually content. Content with life, Content with his state, mostly, Content with his feelings, Just content. Sadly all things come to an end
"corbyn you little fag what the fuck are you still doing alive!!?"
All eyes were on the blone and his mother Oh his dear mother, Only the kindest of all,
The green eyed boy sighed as he got up from the floor and walked over to his mother, ushering her into a different room, she followed him but once the door was closed, his mother left a slap across corbyns face, corbyn was in shock, he had told most thing to the boys, just not the fact that his mother abused him until he was about 15.
"what do you want faggot"
She spits with pure acid in her voice. Corbyn ignore the rude words and takes a deep breath,
"mom, I know you don't like gays, and that your mother and father taught you to hate everyone who isnt straight, but please I'm you son for God's sake! You have to have some sort of love in you for me?"
Freash hot tears rush down his face as he yells at his mother, his eyes were shut tightly, wait for the hit he would receive for yelling at his mother, he continued to wait, but nothing, he slowly opened his eyes to see his mother in tears.
" mommy?"
"I-I'm so sorry. "
She rushes out of the door leaving corbyn alone with his thoughts,
She doesn't mean it!
Shes just trying to get in my head!
Why am I such a fuck up?
More hot tears streamed down the broken boys face as he slowly collapses on the floor, drowning in his own thaughts, wishing he could swim up, wishing he could he could have a breath of fresh air for one in his life, even when he swims as hard as he can swim, he only sinks further into this endless pit of despair.
Scooting towards the corner of the room, curling himself into a ball, crying into his knees, shaking Violently, just hoping someone would be there, but no one has ever be there, no one would ever be there.
Until....
---------- Mwahahahahah.... sorry I'll go home :]
Annnyy way I MET THE BOYS LAST WEEKEND AAAAAAAGH
IT WAS FUCKING AMAZINGGGGGG
here's some photos :))
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