[OLD] Say You Love Me | Boy x Boy

Ben - We Should Talk, Part 2

When I feel a slight shift on the mattress of my four-poster bed, I quickly shove the bloody razor in my hand into the pocket of my Letterman jacket and pull my sleeves as far down as they'll go to hide the cuts littering my arm, making an attempt to stop my tears from flowing and my body from shaking. It doesn't work, but thankfully, Asher doesn't see the razor or the scars.

My mind drifts to the scars on my arm--since Asher stopped talking to me, I've had another reason never to take off my jacket.

Still facing away from Asher, I glance numbly in his general direction, keeping my head buried between my legs. I watch as he takes in the assignments scattered across my desk and the backpack that lies open on the ground, forgotten and neglected, contents spilling out onto the carpeted floor. I can't help but wonder if that's what I would have been like in a few minutes had Asher not came in: lying on the ground, useless, neglected and forgotten with my very essence and life force spilling out onto the nearest flat surface. When Asher catches sight of my puffy, bloodshot eyes and tear-stained cheeks, he flinches and almost turns away. Maybe he does, but I wouldn't know because I turn away first. I can make out a shallow sigh emanating from his general direction. A pair of hands gently find their way to my back.

"Ben?" Asher calls softly. "I'm sorry for acting so rashly, but I was scared of what you would think of me when I told you the truth. I'm still afraid, but I think I'm ready to talk now."