Sal sat up in larrys bed his body ached but he Didn't care at that moment in time.
Where was larry?Was he ok?Was he in trouble?
"Larry?..."sals voice was groggy and hoarse.
He turned around on his side to see photos on the bed-side table it was the brunette and himself doing what they did last night.
Sal felt sick to his stomach.Larry was scribbled out in blue and red ink but.. sal wasn't.There was only a heart in purple around him.
"What the fuck is this mess?..."Sal bit his bottom lip trembling he hated being reminded he had some sick perverted stalker taking pictures of him.
If he hadn't gone to larrys,if he hadn't looked in that box,if he wasn't so careless,then he wouldn't be seeing these despicable photos that made him gag.
He turned one over to be more sickened than he was.
It read,'Your so gorgeous baby I can't wait to be alone with you~'
The bluenette knitted his eyebrows together and tried to think of someone who could be this stalker.
Someone that he barely talks to...
Sal thought that it couldn't be travis nor any of his friends since neither of which-that he knew of-had a crush on him.except Ashley.But she doesn't have a dick so..how does that add up to the used condoms in that box I found a week ago?
Sal shrugged and sighed as the air filled with the sweet smell of syrup and pancakes."Morning baby"
"Morning..."
Larry handed sal the plate of perfectly cooked pancakes and sat down to eat his own.
"Larry...look" Sal awkwardly passed the brunette the photos.
"Who the fuck-"
"I don't know."Sal said before Larry could start ranting .
"All I know is that they were there when I woke up.."
"They weren't there when i woke up"
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~Strange lovers~Sal x Larry~
FanfictionThis is an AU were Larry is the one with a Prosthetic. ❗️Warning❗️ Smut, Gore, Suicidal thoughts, Deppression, Gayness.