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"will it ever stop?" he asked.

"will what ever stop?"

he exhaled, staring at the pitch black sky through the window. he counted the stars, one by one, mesmerized by their light. "life. when will it take me?"

"come here."

he looked at the boy with silver hair, watching him slowly step towards the bed. he pulled him forward, having the taller boy sit in between his legs. he intertwined their fingers, holding his broken friends hands in place.

"whenever you feel like this, hold my hand. okay? we'll make each other feel better, we'll get through this."

his lips curled up slightly, wanting to smile, but ultimately couldn't. "okay."

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| au
| taegi
| warning; mentioning of depression, anxiety, self-harm, death, suicide, drugs, sex, violence
| -lytaegi ©2019