Spark
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"Why?" "..." Ryan stayed silent, his eyes focused on the man in front of him. "Why do you keep trying?" Malik was growing angry, tears of frustration threatening to spill. "Because," Ryan looked right into the dark abyss inside Malik's dark grey eyes, "I love you." *** Malik Collins was plunged into a black abyss at a young age and the darkness he found has only continued to grow and blossom into a deep rage. His life was turned upside down and no one was there retrieve his scared soul. He knows of nothing but darkness, death and despair. Until, a spark awakens deep down inside him. Ryan Byrd has lived by his father's motto his whole life: "Whoever is happy, will make others happy." As long as Ryan can make someone else happy, anyone else, he knows he'll be happy. It's only when he stumbles upon a troubled man that he fights to reignite the spark of happiness he lost so long ago. As he fights to keep the spark, he wasn't prepared to fall in love only to get hurt in the end. *** "I'm sorry," Ryan looks away, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy in the end..." "Ryan-" Malik reaches out for him, but it's no use. What was said has been said, so he lowers his hand and watches as Ryan walks away from him.
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