The Love I Never Gave-Maylor

Wonders

Freddie's POV

Roger worried me. He pushed away so fast after I touched him, why? I meant it as a polite gesture but he took it the wrong way and ran off. Was it me?I didn't know, there was no way of knowing the real reason for why he sped away. Based on his reaction, it all pointed me. I thought I could just touch his arm like an idiot and not expect any sort of reaction. Why didn't he want anyone to touch him? He was hiding something and I was determined to figure out what it was that he hid. It could be anything, he hid may secrets within him that I failed to recognize him anymore. He's not the same person I knew and it bothered me, knowing that the person I once knew without a doubt turned into a stranger. After he went his own way, he never came back, strang. An hour had passed and no sign of him showed up, neither that on Brian's part. Where were they? Maybe John could help me or even have an answer.

"You have any idea of where Roger and Brian have gone? They've both been gone for a while now."

John shook his head and looked at me with sad but worried eyes. He wondered too.

"Let's go look for them, What if something happened and we don't know about it?"

"Good idea, let's go."

He went into the hall and looked around, searching for any possible trace of them.

"You take this side and I'll take the other."

We parted ways and checked the entire building, frantically opening doors and whatnot. Our search was unsuccessful at the end of the day when we came back to meet and that's when it crossed my mind. They ditched. What? Why?

Couple of hours later

At Home

Roger's POV

A decision that I've been waiting to take burned through my heart, begging me to do it. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take Brian anymore. Time to be strong, I can do this. Once I'm out of this, everything will be fine, I promise. Brian watched the telly on the other side of the room. This was it. I gathered up all the courage I had and stood. I looked strong on the outside but inside, heart pounded, sweat filling my palms and trembling body, teeth chattering against each other. What if it didn't work out? I'm going to be living like this forever. Enough with the what-ifs, this was the only way.

"C...can I-I talk to you for a second?"

He looked up at me and scoffed, going back to what he was doing. I stood there, waiting for him to give me a real response to my request. That was enough to make him shut the telly off and sat still, his attention on me.

"What do you want? You worthless piece of shit?"

I ignored his sneer remark and refocused on what I was going to say. Hands gripped one another, rubbing against each other as breaths quavered along with body tensing up, but I forced the words I wanted to say out.

"Listen, I can't go on...we can't go on with this anymore. It's best if we part ways because—"

My words faltered and Brian stood up. Creases and furrowed brows forming on his face, ready for steam to come out of his ears. He held the control as tight as ever, hand shaking and turning white along with the other fist, knuckled up into a tight bunch.

"What did you just say to me!?"

He was directly up to my face, staring into my eyes and soul. This didn't phase me and I pushed all the fear I had aside and spoke up for myself for once.

"You heard me! This "relationship" ends now!"

I turned away from him, storming out of the room. A tight hand yanked me back towards Brian and he pressed up against my face. His hot breath brushed up on my skin, drying my eyes out, heating up the rest of my face, tingling spreading. I could feel what he was feeling. I wouldn't let him win and a look of dominance of my own showed up, standing up to Brian's. He pushed his arms outwards, sending me off balance and straight to the ground, landing on my side. He swung his arm at the television, letting go of the remote, crashing through the glass screen, pieces of it flying out onto the floor. Part of me wanted to fight to stand up, but fear crept back into me and I crawled over to the corner of the room, in the fetal position, blocking my vision of what was about to happen.

"You don't decide what happens around here, I do!"

He went over to the shelf where all the pictures frames were and swept the table clean, falling frames crashing onto the ground, shattering into pieces.

"You'll never be anything without me! You worthless piece of motherfucking shit!"

He screamed between cracks and shook the entire shelf, anything on it onto the ground to be destroyed. Pieces of shards flew everywhere around the room, ones landing on me and others penetrating anything in its way. I hid my face into my body out of fear for Brian. Glass shattering echoed and rang in my ears with a piercing sound and continued. It soon came to a silence. I went out of my hiding spot to look at what had happened. Brian stood there, huffing heavy breaths and body tensing up. 

He stayed like that until he exploded and charged out of the room, shaking the floor with his heavy steps and slamming the door behind him, sound lingering. Pure silence, only me, all alone, again. I caused all of this, it's my fault. Brian played easy this time but who knows what could happen next time I tried it. Instead of him breaking picture frames, it would be me. I couldn't do this again, much less attempt to give it another try, the outcome was uncertain, but it would end in pain, that's one thing I was certain of. I reached and grabbed one of the shards and brought it back towards me, looking at it. This sparked something in mind, fidgeting the shard between my fingers. This would be my weapon against Brian, the thing I would use to protect myself. I slid the glass into my pocket where I could access it for easy use. Nothing could stop me from using it.