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staying away

Has soon has type got home he was upstairs his head in the toliet.
Everything that he felt made him sick.
Finished, he sat his back to the wall breathing heavily.
"Your a god damn fool type!"
Then he smack his head against the wall,hard.
His body started to shake.
Type put his hand to the back of his head, bringing back his hand his fingers had blood on them.
Looking forward his eyes turned crimson red in fury.
Then He looked back to his fingers.
He wanted the pain.
Bringing his fingers to his mouth He sucked on them.
His face made a painful expression, his body fell to the side. Wrapping his arms around his torso He quivered in pain.
Types mother's words from when was little ran through his mind.
Bonnire: Half breeds and vampires can not drink there own blood, if they do so it brings incredible pain maybe even death.
"Mmmm" he groaned in pain.
After an hour it subsided.
Type was able to crawl to his bed to lay on his back looking to the ceiling.
"What did you think type?" "That the vampire really liked you!" "It's nothing but curiosity, its always fucking curiosity!"
His chin quivered.
Suddenly, he felt his phone go off from.the side of his bed.
Types eyes narrowed then he looked to the side patting for it.
Grabbing it he held it above his face to read the lettering. It was from tharn.
Types eyes widen in dis believe he would text him.
Then his phone went off, he was trying to call him.
With his anger he turned his phone on then put to his ear.
"Listen you miserable piece of shit! Call me again and ill let everyone know you fucked a half breed!" "Don't fucking speak to me ever again. We're done!"
Then he hung up the phone taking out his phone battery.
He turned to his side looking out the window letting tears fall.
The next few days were difficult. Tharn tired hard to try and talk to type but he would surround himself with his friends.
After school he would go over to there houses til his mother would be home.
At lunch he would grip his leg til it bled if he tried to peek at tharn who keep his eyes to the side the whole lunch period.
By thursday that was his daily routine, stay away from tharn.
After his last class He stayed by his friends that walked to his locker.
Tharn per usual was leaning himself to the wall with his arms folded watching him with narrowed eyes. Type tried to ignore him.
"Mmm tin?"
Type asked while he was the only one left standing by his locker, the others had gone home.
"Yes?"
"Can i come over again today?"
"Sure, but can you help me with my bio homework?"
"Only if you can help me with my calculus."
He nodded.
Gathering his back pack he didn't even look to tharn.
The two left in the opposite direction.
Tharn watched them go looking to the ground shaking his head.
At tins house type was on the couch with his notebook opened finishing some equations.
Tin was on the floor, legs criss cross in a Sitted position, his body slightly on the table doing his bio homework.
"Okay i Need your help."
Type finished his last equation without tins help then went to the floor after he closed his notebook.
He matched tins seated position to the side of him looking at what he needed help with.
Explaining slow, tin nodded thinking in a new way.
"Mmm thank you."
Type smiled.
He put the side of his head on his hand has he watched tin finish his homework.
Then types eyes looked sideways chewing his lip.
How long would it take for tharn to leave him alone?
Type honestly didn't know why he was doing it?
Was he mad he pushed him?
Maybe it was how he talked to him.
Tin scribbled his last sentance to smile at what he accomplished.
Closing his book he looked to type who was lost in thought.
Then tin got an idea.
He both liked type and lin so he wanted to kiss Type to see which one he liked the most.
Gulping he leaned his body forward to kiss a surprise type on the lips.
Type immediately got out of his deep thinking to look to tin with surprise.
Tin had leaned away biting his lip.
Type honestly never thought of him that way before.
He took his head slightly off his hand. His eyes darted a bit. Type wanted to get over tharn.
Taking his arm from the table, he leaned forward to wrap his hand around his neck giving him a passionate kiss with there lips.
They both breathed heavily into it. Sadly to type, he felt nothing. It didn't make him feel what he did for tharn.
They both leaned back when they. Heard a small crash in the kitchen.
Both boys looked to each other.
Types hand went down when tin got up to investigate.
He took a big inhale then got up to follow him.
Going inside the kitchen tin was too the floor picking up a cup that had shattered.
Type looked around confused on how that happened.
Tin got up then put the shards to the trash.
Then he leaned his body on the side to the counter looking down.
"Uuuum type?"
Type shook his head. He could hear the distain in tins voice.
Type stepped forward putting his hand on his shoulder making him look up.
"Mmm i didn't feel anything either."
"Uum can we still be friends?"
Type nodded.
Then he shrugged.
"I have to go home."
Tin nodded.
They both went to the living room. Type gathered his stuff in his back pack. Tin went back to his original position on the floor, to text lin.
He left to stand in front of the front door putting his thumb on his mouth.
Why didn't i feel anything?
Maybe i should try that with emi?
Walking home he felt his phone go off in his back pocket.
Retrieving it his eyes went wide.
He looked suspically around.
Looking back down, he walked quicker. unlocking his phone, he froze mid step to shutter.
It was from tharn. The text was title half breed whore and there was a picture of him kissing tin.
Then it clicked how the cup broke. Tharn had followed him and he was watching.
Type gripped the phone in both anger and disgust.
Why did he follow me?
Keeping the phone in his hand he ran all the way home.
Getting inside he breathed in heavily.
His mother was on the couch looking up at him.
"Are you okay type?"
Type looked to her breathing hard.
He took deep calming breathes.
Control yourself type.
He composed him self quickly.
"Just... Just thirsty."
She nodded then laid back down.
He took off his shoes and back pack to go to the kitchen.
Leaning his back to the counter he felt safe.
Looking down at his phone he texted back.
Type: well tharn you should have stayed to take pictures of him fucking me. your nothing but a crazy stalker. Leave me alone.
Then he did something he should have done in the first place.
He blocked tharns number.
Type slammed the phone to the counter shaking his head.
Let this be the end of it.
After dinner he followed his mother up the stairs to go to bed.
"Um mom?"
She stopped in front of her door with her hand to the nob.
Boonire turned to look at him, he hesitated in front of his door.
"Uuum could i sleep.in your room tonight?"
Boonire eyes went wide then she nodded.
"Sure type."
He let his hand go from the door nob going to his mother's room.
She had a futon in her bedroom and he laid on his back looking to the ceiling.
Boonire after getting dressed for bed automatically went to sleep.
Type rolled to his side to look at his mother feeling ridiculous for being in there.
Your 16 type. Why are you in here?
The real reason was he missed tharn even after what he did and he didn't want to be alone.
Its over now type.
That thought made his heart hurt but he closed his eyes Letting a few tears fall.