Excerpt from story: ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ "Even if I'm gay at least I'm not a whore." The hurt on his face as I say this breaks me. His walls are down. I don't want to care. Not after he hurt me like he did. Now I'm hurting him. Like a wounded animal... Feral as I try to convey that even wounded, I can still break him and will do so. This isn't me. Why can't I stop. He's in pain. I need to apologize. I want to hold him. "Fuck you Noah..." Jaxon speaks in a low voice, as he walks out of my room, down the stairs, and out my front door, slamming it as he went. I curl into myself forming a ball. Crying I call out to him. Even while I know I won't ever get the chance to hold him ever again. ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ It's been four years since they've last seen each other. Hell, it's quite possible it may have been the same amount of time it's taken for them to even say the other's name out loud. They were bestfriends. Then they were boyfriends. Now they're miles apart, carrying so much baggage... it has to go cargo. Oh yeah, a quick word please? Yeah so they may or may not hate each other. No one saw it coming? Hmm... I thought it was obvious. This is a love story. Simple as that. It just involves alot of hate. ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Hope you guys enjoy! 》WARNING《 This will be my sole focus! This and 'For the Love of Jack' I will try to update feequently! Updates will be wendsdays and/or fridays! Created: 10/03/18