The Fight

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     It was Monday so, there's going to be a video today covering a new game that I got that I still haven't gotten around to play. Hopefully it goes well, but I know my audience will stay by me, they are really kind people and they truly make it feel like a family and a community. That's why I love giving back to my followers aa much as I can because they care a bunch not only for me but one another. For example, one of them @cao_im_abossbitch fell off of they're bike when they were riding down the street and  apparently another one of my users (I think @Y'allimAcePeriod ) helped patch them up and now they're like best friends. I actually have the screenshot of the tweets somewhere in my folders.
     I sat on my chair and was looking at some trends that I could also do if things go bad with the game when I heard my door open. I turned around and found Elliott at my door, "oh, hey," I said, "hey," he replied and then silence filled up the room. It was pretty awkward, but I could tell he wanted to talk about what happened with Cray at the club. "So... what's up?" I ask, not knowing how to start on the conversation. Elliott took a breath and looked at me straight in the eye, "are you into Cray?" He asked with a soft face that I didn't really expect, "Well-" I started and that's when Elliott just put up his hand and closed his eyes, silencing me, "just answer my question," he said, his face hardening slightly. I was hushed to a silence for a moment before looking at the floor, starting to play with my hands, "I... yeah... I... I- think," I finally say, causing him to put down his hand and nod looking away from me, "cool," he said and he took another breath, his lips forming a smile, "I mean, the mates fun and he deserves someone like you," Elliott says, making my heart squeeze. I felt terrible though, because I knew Elliott liked me, but I didn't like him back in that way. As I looked at him now, I saw a small hint of sadness in his eyes, but his smile really made me question it.
     I pulled myself to smile back at him, "thanks Elliott and I'm sorry-" Elliott only shook his head silencing me once more, "it's totally fine, I understand." I could only nod and thank him for understanding before I felt the need to hug him. "Do you mind... if I hug you...?" I ask awkwardly and he laughs and nods, "yeah!" His smile actually turns genuine at this point before I get up and pull him into a hug. This moment didn't last long however, because the door suddenly opened and once I released Elliott from shock I noticed it was Cray standing at my door looking as shocked as I was. "Oh... sorry," he says coldly, glancing at Elliott and then I briefly before immediately turning away, "Cray-" I start but I end up talking to his shadow, "here, I'll go and talk to him," Elliott offers before I shake my head, "no, I'll talk to him," I say and immediately head out the door heading towards the sound of footsteps that led to the upper floor.
     Once I was upstairs, I heard a door shut hard against the frame and figured that it was Cray heading into his room. I rushed over to his door, but my hand froze before the knob hearing the ruckus that was being caused in Cray's room. "Fukin' bloody hell!" He exclaimed and my heart instantly got pierced. I felt bad, this was pretty much my fault and I wanted to make it right but how?? A guys never been JEALOUS and mad because of me, I was an absolute noob at this. I took a breath though and placed my hand on the door knob. I slowly opened the door and looked down the tiny hallway in his room to find the room looking empty, "Cray...?" I say and I close the door walking down the hallway to soon find him standing, arms crossed. I noticed two small dips in his bed, making me believe that he hit his bed out of frustration. I look at him once more with a soft expression, "are you ok?" I ask, attempting to read his features, he only stood in silence looking straight to my eyes.
After a minute, I tried to talk to him once again, "Cray, please, listen I-"
"You what?" He interrupted, making me pause, "I don't think it's what you think..." I continue cautiously taking a step towards him. He didn't move so I slowly took another step, "Elliott and I-"
"Elliott likes you, a lot," he stats, putting me to a silence, "but... but he doesn't know how I felt!" Cray shouts, "Cray..." I say softly, taking another step towards him, "he was being selfish! He didn't want me to have a woman in my life because the single jokes about me get the most laughs!" Cray rants once more. I show concern on my face as I reach for his hand and hold it in my palm, "Nathan..." I say firming my words so that he would listen. His hand tightened into a fist however, and he grabbed my wrist making me yelp and go wide eye. "But... this... this is you're fault! I... I'm a mess because of you..." he states, his last sentence becoming softer, but I could immediately feel my eyes water. I felt myself thinking back to the past, making me become even more frightened. I try to escape his grip but he only tightens it, "Nathan let me go! Please!" I shout as the water now spills from my eyes. I knew this wasn't Cray, Cray wouldn't do this to to me! He wasn't like HIM!
     I stop struggling however, just to look at him in the eyes. I was hoping that he would see how scared he was making me and stop this, stop whatever was taking his emotions too far. "Nathan please... let- let go," I say shakily, trying to calm him down and bring him back to his true self. I guess it worked because he slowly let go of my wrist and he hung his head. "I... I'm..." he spoke, his voice shaking as bad as mine was and he looked at his head and slammed it on the bed making me scream, thinking that it was for me. Cray then looks up at me with a concerned face, tears were threatening to spill from his eyes and only silence hung in the room. My heart was beating like I was having a heart attack, even worse an anxiety attack. He eventually turned his head away and looked at the wall, opening his mouth to speak, "I'm... so sorry... I... you should... You should leave...." his voice was shaking harder now as more tears began to form. However, I nodded before anything else could happen and walked hastily towards the exit of his room.

     Hey all! I'm really sorry if this chapter is bad, I couldn't quite figure out how to shape it for my plans for the next chapter. So, if you have any suggestions I would REALLY appreciate it!! And tell me what you think will happen? Maybe make a small theory on it 😂
     Anyways, I love you all SO much and thank you all for everything from voting and leaving a comment to just reading a chapter! I really do appreciate it. And with that, I hope you all...



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Also, I just needed a photo and I thought it was perfect ._.

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