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Love: Fighting Depression(boyxboy) - Chapter 2: Problems

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Blegh, my mind’s a mess today, don’t think it will turn out good.

 

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Love

Fighting Depression

Chapter 2

Problems

~{</>}~Eden~{<\>}~

 

“Did you make any friends?” Kary asked me as I sat next to her as the others worked, I didn’t go to my 6th period class because… Well I didn’t have one.

 

“One,” I muttered as I drew random little chibis and such, in my notebook.

 

“Whatcha drawing?” She asked, being nosy and looking at my little people, who were killing each other with spears.

 

“Oh,” she said leaning back quickly before she laughed, I snickered and looked at the rest of the class. Some of them were looking at me, probably judging me like all students do when a new kid comes.

 

The bell rang and Kary gave me a hug before I left the room. I only just stepped out, when someone punched me in the jaw, hard.

 

“Stupid fag,” they sneered at me, tears were already building up behind my eyes, remembering what happened at home.

 

Before they could do more damage, someone stepped in and slapped him so hard, it echoed through the halls.

 

“And don’t mess with him again!” Yelled Summer, who ran after them. Someone helped me up, putting my arm around their neck, to help me stand up.

 

“You okay?” He asked, my vision was blurry, but he smelled nice. Wait why am I smelling him.

 

“Y-Yeah,” I said, a blush creeping up on my cheeks.

 

“Thank god you’re okay,” Summer said helping me, I looked down to see blood dripping from my chin.

 

“Bloody hell,” I muttered as they brought me to the medical ward, is that what they call it here? I dunno.

 

Apparently, he had ruptured my bruise, splitting my skin or something, so now I can’t touch my jaw without it hurting now, great, more problems.

 

“You okay?” Summer asked, with the guy from earlier. I avoided his gaze and said, “Yeah, I’m good.”

 

“You sure? You were bleeding?” She asked worried.

 

“I’m good,” I said again, slightly annoyed at her pestering.

 

“Look, if you want to make it through in this school, you’re going to need some friends, now stop being stubborn,” she scolded. I sighed, they guy chuckled.

 

“Who’s he,” I said motioning towards him, scared of looking at him and blushing again.

 

“Jay Xieren Blackman, he’s the football quarterback and my cousin,” she said, looking at me confused why I wouldn’t look at him.

 

“He’s going to be your new best friend, whether you like it or not. And don’t say you don’t want to because if the only way to get you to open up to me is to get nice people to be friends with you, then so be it,” she said, putting her hand over my mouth to keep me from saying no.

 

“Fine,” I said, grumpy and pissed.

 

“Good, now let’s all go to your house and hang out, because I feel like you need some help making friends, you don’t look like you’ve much experience… Or you’ve had bad experiences, anyways, let’s go,” she said spotting Kary and dragging me with her.

 

Sigh, what have I gotten myself into now?

 

~[<*>]~Summer~[<*>]~

 

I had a hunch between these two and I was right! I had seen dear cousin Jay staring at dear little Eden as he walked through the entrance, I just had to get them together… WHAT! Don’t push me, I do not have an obsession with boy on boy love!

 

Okay maybe a little! But Eden seems nice, and Jay needs someone who isn’t that slutty girlfriend he has. I don’t even think they really got together, he was probably drunk, by the witch herself, and they got together.

 

I made a vow to keep Jay safe and happy, and to make others happy along the way for as long as I lived! And this is a perfect opportunity to take!

 

We arrived at Mrs. Zionius’s house and OH MY GOSH THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.

 

“Woah,” me and Jay said at the same time. He smiled at each other and Eden looked bored.

 

“Let’s go inside,” he said monotonously.

 

We followed him inside and Eden gasped at what awaited him in the center of the entry room, in the middle of this beautiful, round yet amazingly decorated room, was a grand white piano, just… Sitting there I guess, or what ever piano’s do.

 

“Do you like it?!” Mrs. Zionius asked Eden excited.

 

“I… Love it!” He yelled running towards it, looking at it from all angles. Wow, so he likes music huh?

 

“Hey, Jay, can’t you sing?” I asked, I need this to happen!

 

“Yeah, but-”

 

“Ask him to play a song and sing together!” I yelled, pushing him towards Eden, they collided and Jay was on all fours above Eden, who was blushing like crazy.

 

Jay blushed harder and said, “Um, sorry.”

 

Eden just stared at him, speechless, then he turned to look at me and glared.

 

“Oops, I, uh, hear Mrs. Zionius calling me abou school and, um, girl stuff!” I said before running away.

 

Oopsies.

~{</>}~Eden~{<\>}~

 

It’s been a week since Jay fell on me and I yelled at her and chased her around the town for about 3 hours, until she apologized.

 

After five days of living here, I’ve grown to like it, but I’ve also had some… Dreams, that aren’t oh so pretty.

 

I’m scared to go to sleep today, everyday the dreams are like a story, repeatedly continuing the horror from the day prior.

 

Sleep was creeping into my head, but of course I’m trying everything to NOT to sleep.

 

Of course you can’t win against sleep, especially the day before Saturday.

 

~/[>{Dream}<]~

 

I was running, again, like before. I was where I left off, running from something I knew, but also didn’t.

 

Something about it made me want to stay and see who, or what, it was, but at the same time, I had the urge to run like crazy. The latter was stronger.

 

I bolted out of the building, whatever it was, it was close, sniffing me out, trying to find me, but of course I didn’t want to be near it.

 

What’s funny is that it didn’t seem evil, more like it wanted me to wait for it, to hold it, accept it.

 

But the voice told me otherwise, saying it would destroy me. It would turn my life to hell, and once I had it, it would leave me, making me weak, vulnerable, mentally destroyed more so than I already am.

 

My foot snagged onto a rock and I tripped, face planting into a tree, which hurt incredibly bad.

 

“Damn it,” I hissed as the voice screamed at me.

 

“Get up! It’s coming!” He yelled, both angry and frantic at the same time, he was more scared than me of this thing.

 

“Shut up!” I yelled as I scrambled to get up and kept on running, the brush was beginning to scratch me up, and my skin was stinging like crazy, the thing wasn’t getting any closer, thankfully.

 

Then I fell and woke up.

~/[>{Reality}<]~

 

I shot up, sweating and sore all over. I felt the tears before they came out, I sobbed silently, curling up, under my blanket.

 

“What the hell is going on with me?” I thought, all the pain collapsing on me again, and again, pushing me to my limit.

 

It was 1:00 A.M.

 

Damn why did I have to wake up so early?

 

~[<*>]~Summer~[<*>]~

 

For the past few days, Eden hasn’t been very… Eden. I know I haven’t been his friend for a while, but I have a rough idea on how he is.

 

He is, in reality, an incredibly nice person, although he acts like an ass. He hides many secrets, but I’m pretty sure they are worse than just little secret about some crush, you can tell by the scars on his chest, face, and back, along with the bruises along his arms and on his face.

 

He has these odd colored eyes as well as well, he hides them with blue contacts, but they are actually a dark gray. His style of clothing is… Odd. He wears a t shirt, with a plaid button up over that, and a jacket over that, and DOESN’T BUTTON OR ZIP IT UP. Then he has a whole armada of black and dark, dark blue skinny jeans.

 

He also has a crap load of shoes, and none of them look like they’ve EVER been worn, although he states that he has worn them plenty of times, and points at almost non existent smudges.

 

He is incredibly smart, a prodigy our english teacher says, because he wrote our in class essay, in 20 minutes, and it was 7 PAGES LONG. What. The. Hell.

 

I feel like I’m just scratching at the surface of whom, Eden, really is though. He is hiding something big, and I don’t know whether to try and help, or to leave him to it, like how he probably wants it.

 

“Summer!” Katherine yelled, running at me, waving a t shirt in my face.

 

“Doesn’t this look AMAZING!” She yelled, causing other people to stare at us from all around.

 

“Yeah,” I said, too preoccupied in my thoughts to really listen.

 

“Do you think my crush would think I’m cute in it?” She asked, annoying me with her crush whoever that was.

 

“I don’t even know who he is, so stop talking about him,” I said angrily. She really likes to piss me off doesn’t she?

 

“But I need to knooooow,” she whined, pissing me off even more.

 

“Kathy, I don’t care, can’t you see that I’m thinking?” I hissed at her, she gave me a pouting face and walked away, whiny ass baby.

 

I went back to my thinking, but was distracted by a certain someone catching my eye. It was only a bit from my peripheral vision, but I knew it was him.

 

“Eden? What the hell is he doing here?” I whispered to myself confused.

 

He said he was sick today and wasn’t going to get out of his house. Why is he here? At the mall?

 

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As I thought it turned out really crap, sorry guys 🙁

I’ll try to do better next chapter! And maybe get a picture of Eden up, eh?

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