breaking off. //sf fanfic//

don't ever go away

two chapters two days what the fuck sarah

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School had ended a bit ago- It mainly consisted of Sal avoiding Larry and surprisingly becoming what seemed to be friends with his bully. but now he was sitting in his dads' car, his dad worryingly asking him what happened last night.

                   "Sal. you need to tell me this. something really bad happened last night, for fuck's sake, you were screaming bloody murder last night. just tell me." Sal sighed. "Okay, I and Larry had a fight. I don't know why I cut my hair but I did. and also, we hate each other now so, that's pretty neat." His dad didn't say much after that. It was quite silent as sal laid his head against the window, trying to ignore the building tension between him and his loved ones. many of them, honestly. 

He wanted to apologize to his dad. but he didn't know why. he decided to not say anything at all. 

The two got their ice cream and decided to just sit in the car for a bit. It was quite silent- the tension between them was thick, so much Sal felt he could cut it if he was able to. 

"Sal, are you really sure that's all that happened?"  His dad sounded genuinely afraid for his son. Sal felt terrible- he already worried his dad more than he ever wanted to.

"dad, i'm fine. i promise." 

"sal." He sounded more stern than before. "i'll belive you. but promise me you wont do anything stupid, like.." he swallowed hard. "hurting yourself, or drugs, or sneaking out.." he sounded quieter than before. Sal looked away from his father in shame. "Yes. i promise. i'm not an idiot." 

But maybe he really was an idiot. 

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Larry sat alone in his room, his back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. what had even happened today? He thought that Sal hated Travis, and Travis hated Sal. This wasn't normal. but that shouldn't really be his main focus- it wasn't like he was jealous or anything. He fucked up big time last night. Like, big time. Sal cut his fucking hair. Was it because of him? Or was it just his own decision? It looked fucked. Honestly, everything was fucked. everything was fucking bullshit. Larry groaned loudly. Why did this have to happen to him? He honestly such a fucking failure, ruining everything like this. 

Larry slowly raised himself from his bed, sitting at the end. God. He really was an asshole. He did that to Sal- He ruined Sal's life. He made everything worse for himself, and his now ex-boyfriend. 

God, he really was an idiot.