Theatre Boys (bxb)

death of an oliver

"every other day I'm wondering, what's a human being gotta be like" - sidney gish (imposter syndrome)

chapter one

Oliver only had seconds to live.

Or at least that's what he thought. He felt thick layers of smoke caress his face and mosey their way into his nose, preventing him from taking in his very much needed oxygen.

Oliver had just woken up from his deep slumber and his house was on fire. His mother had warned him that his past sins would eventually come back to burn his ass.

Oliver immediately opened his eyes and instead of seeing red flames through the grey smoke, he saw flaming red eyes staring through his very soul.

"Wyatt what the fuck do you think you're doing!" Oliver groaned as he pushed his best friend's face away from his.

"I'm getting high man. Thought you needed some too," Wyatt shrugged and jumped onto Wyatt's bed, producing an irritating squeak.

Oliver rolled his eyes and ignored Wyatt as he lugged himself into the bathroom to get ready for school.

Oliver was used to this. Wyatt and Oliver had been neighbours ever since they were 5 years old. Wyatt lived in the apartment above Oliver's so he would climb down the fire escape and climb into Oliver's room like Santa. Except the presents he brought were more plant-based than Oliver would have expected Santa to bring.

He looked at himself in the mirror and staring back at him was a piece of junk. Oliver wasn't too ugly he supposed. He had an angular face due to him being quite skinny and his hair was a mop of curly ramen noodles. He just looked like an average teen boy.

Putting his thoughts about being garbage aside, he quickly grabbed his toothbrush and brushed his teeth, then walked out of his bathroom and looked for clothes to change into.

It was the first day of junior year so Oliver wasn't that keen on dressing up. He'd seen the same people for three years, they already knew he didn't look that great. And so He decided to just throw on a random hoodie with Loki on it (Oliver had a tiny/major crush on tom hiddleston) and torn jeans.

"Gotta blast!" Wyatt loudly whispered as he hopped out of Oliver's window and ran down to the street.

That was normal as well.

Oliver quickly grabbed his headphones and backpack and walked out of his bedroom, only to see his parents sitting in the living room and reading a Christian newspaper.

"Morning Son! You're up early! Are you going to school now?" His Mother asked

Oliver nodded as he grabbed a piece of burnt toast off the counter and munched on it.

"Where's Wyatt? How come he never comes in anymore? I like that boy. He's very nice." His Father remarked.

Oliver just shrugged. He didn't think his parents would want to hear that Wyatt as getting high on anything other than god.

"Anyway, I think he would want to hear the bible quote of the day its —"

"Ok bye Dad gotta go! I've gotta catch the train!" Oliver said as he speeded out of the door. The day would be much better without a bible quote eating away at his brain.

"The train can wait for Jesus!" He heard his Mother trail off as he slammed the door.

This was Oliver's daily routine.

1. Wyatt climbs into his room
2. Oliver gets ready while Wyatt hallucinates about Ariana Grande in his room
3. Wyatt parkours out of his room
4. Parents lecture him about bible quotes
5. Oliver interrupts his parents by slamming the door in their faces
6. Oliver plays his "train ride playlist" as he meets Wyatt on the pavement
7. They walk to the train in silence and go to school