His Julian
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"I just wanna help you Pumpkin!" Julian yells with sadness filling his tone. He walked up to his broken boyfriend and crouch down in front of him. "Pumpkin look at me please?"
His boyfriend was in the corner with his head in his knees while his hands covered his face. He could hear the soft sniffles of him crying. He looked up at Julian with fear and anxiety in his face expression. His eyes were puffy as around his eyes were red. His hair was a mess as he whimpers while trimbling, "I-I'm afraid I-I.....might hurt y-you...!"
"I-I have to leave you!" He cried as Julian's heart dropped
"But you don't have to!" Julian cries to him while holding his hands but he moves them away from him
"But I have to....to keep you safe"
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Julian goes to a new school with his two other siblings. He's paired with a boy for two weeks and then is off in his own for the rest of the year. He starts to feel weird, gets attached to the boy quick and starts to fall for him.
But little did he know this boy was unstable in so many ways.
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