~Strange lovers~Sal x Larry~

~Chapter 54~

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Sal shivered in the cold alley (3 hours had past) it wasn't so luxurious running away. He started thinking about what would've happened if he had just stayed with larry, smoking weed, laughing, watching movies, sex which actually meant something, meant passion and love.
Sometimes when he and Larry made love it was if they were connecting not just physically but emotionally and their auras connected. He felt calm and relaxed, felt as if this was special.
Unlike when it was with the others it was rough, cruel and mean.
Sal sighed and came out of the alleyway, a crepe shop nearby was still open. Sal waddled over and got a vanilla ice cream and strawberry crepe. He sat down and watched as the workers comforted him, with things such as wrapping a blanket around his soldiers, they obviously thought he was a girl, a girl that was lost.
They otherwise would let me have my crepe and tell me to get out.
The way genders were treated were very different and unfair.
Young boys from a young age were expected to be a man and be able to stand up for themselves. Girls were supposed to just wear pretty pink skirts. Those rules have gone down throughout history but sexism still lies around.
I finished my crepe and thanked the workers.
I wonder how larry is?..

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TW

Larry pressed the blade into his skin and slowly dragged it along on his thigh. It felt like a small pinching feeling and he watched as blood started prickly at the edges and eventually gathered into the middle.
The brunette male repeated this multiple time until his leg was numb.
Where was his baby?
Where was his love?
He sniffled and held his hands to his face. The feeling of wet tears streamed his face and snot drooled out. He was a mess.
Larry ran a bath.
It was hot.
It burnt.
But he deserved pain.
He was the reason sal left....

                        .......Right?....