unmasked (Sally x Larry) DISCONTINUED

chapter 8

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Larry stared at his friend. he had caused this, and nothing would change his mind.

but instead of giving up he sat next to Sal, holding his hand and talking to him.

he didn't know if Sal could hear him but if he could he wanted the boy to know that somebody was their, that someone cared, and that it would be okay.

the metal head really loved his Friend but after this.... if Sal did wake up he probably would not want to be around Larry. what he wrote in the letter wasn't true, or at least that's what Larry believed.

"Larry?" a voice spoke from behind him. "oh, hey Todd. whats up?" Larry forced a smile.

the brunet looked like hell; his hair was a mess and his eyes were dull and tear stained with noticeable bags. he had a sad air around him which matched the depressing tone of his voice.

"are you okay?" Todd knew what the answer was but he had nothing else to say.

"better than last week, how are you." "I'm okay, but its you and Mr.fisher I'm worried about. i don't want to lose two more people." Larry face seemed to fall even more. "we didn't lose him"

Todd sighed and sat next to the boys.

"how's he doing? I'd assume the doctor would tell you..." "same shit different day. hows Neil?" Larry shifted, it was starting to get awkward.
but this happened every time somebody visited.

except ash, she didn't visit when Larry was there, she didn't seem mad at him though...

"Neils doing well." a thought came to Todd's mind. "hey, Larry."
"hm?"
"sally told Neil and i something and i wanted to know if he told you.." the ginger boy had no clue how to explain this to his friend.

Larry cocked an eyebrow.

"Never mind..." he thought it might be cruel to tell him.
Larry didn't respond. the two young men sat in silence for the rest of the time that they were there.

-****** POV-

they looked at Larry with narrowed eyes. 'it should be me by his side' they thought.

soon enough Todd left, and it was just Larry and Sal in the room.

a smile spread across their face as they strolled into the room. "hey Larry"

"hi, ******" Larry knew that they liked Sal but if he said anything then it could end badly, Sal was friends with them and it might mess that up.

"you know that you don't have to stay here? i can sit with him, and you could fix yourself up." Their voice was sickly sweet Larry glared. he wasn't taking their shit today.

"drop the bullshit, ******. i know you don't care. and I'm not leaving." they rolled their eyes and plopped down in the chair next to Larry.

it was silent for a moment.

"he'll never love you. who would, you're an aggressive, idiotic, pothead." they smirked knowing that Larry could never do anything.

if he hit them then he would get kicked out and couldn't see Sal.

they sat there bickering about different things until visiting hours were over.

"so why'd you visit? i thought you didn't like being around me?" Larry said. "because you're fun to mess with, and i wanted to remind you of your place." they responded walking out the doors of the hospital.

BAM!

they fell to the ground. "were out of the hospital now, motherfucker." Larry stood above them waiting for them to do something.

they got up and started to walk away, they wern't THAT stupid, Larry was way bigger.

"asshole" they mumbled walking away.

"go fuck yourself!" larry shouted.

"fuck off, faggot." they responded.

Larry charged at them. they both landed on the ground with a thud.

fists flew and soon enough both were covered in bruises. ****** was on the ground unconscious and Larry was making his way back home.

he would have to explain the bruises to his mother.

(639 words)

sorry about the last chapter.

any guesses in who ****** is?