on the other side • muke

t w e n t y - f o u r.

michael made one final last thrust into luke, coming deep inside him before pulling out

"shit." michael muttered, flopping down next to the blonde.

"what's wrong?"

"i forgot a condom."

lmaoooo jk no

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i slowly sat up, peeking around the dark room. my eyes darted over the small clock calum had bought me beside my bed.

12:43am

it's tomorrow isn't it?

i swung my legs over the edge of the bed, standing up and walking across the cold hardwood floors. i only wore a pair of black boxers and a random band shirt but oh well. i walked over to the kitchen, seeing the bottle of pills waiting for me to take in the morning.

i stared at them, waiting for a voice to scream at me from the back of my head but nothing came. i walked passed the pills and trotted over to the front door. stepping out on to my porch and closing the door softly behind me, my feet carried me to the wooden fence and i jumped, gripping the top of it.

i pulled myself up, swinging a leg over and remembering how painful it was to land on my back. i swung my other leg and over hopped down, my feet landing on the cold grass. i took a deep breath before walking up to the front door, placing my hand on the handle and pushing down.

it was unlocked.

i pushed the door open and stepped in, closing it as slowly as possible not wanting to wake michael up. the flooboards creaked under my steps as i made me journey to michael's room. the door was at a crack that made a horrible noise when i pushed it open.

something stirred in the bed.

i licked my lips that had gone dry and walked over to the bed. [this is stressing me out sm omfg] they boy that i had ran away from two years ago slept peacfully. his chest rising slowly while his breaths remanded even. for a while, i just stood there, watching him sleep.

i debated on whether or not i should wait till he wakes up and climb in next to him and fall asleep. but what if he kicks me out? i stayed awake. the sun starting to rise and light creeping through the closed blinds made the decision for me. i got up from my position on the floor and yawned, stretching my arms and popping my back.

michael was still asleep, turning to face the other way when a small beam of light that escaped through the blinds hit his face. my mind was silent, as if the voices where gone for good and i felt relieved.

they won't ever come back.

it was another hour till michael woke up, his stirring caught me off guard when my eyes started to flutter closed. i was exhausted, but i needed to talk to michael. the pink haired boy sat up, rubbing his eyes with tiny fists before looking around his room.

his eyes landed on me and widened.

"w-what are you doing here?" michael snapped, i took note on how his voice was so soft in the begginging, almost scared.

"we're going to talk." i said, walking over to his bed and sitting down on it in front of him. my legs sprawled out on either side of him and i watched as he lifted his hand to touch them but shook his head and scratched the back of his neck instead. [michael thirsty for them legs]

"i don't want to talk to you." he huffed, trying to act serious but i moved closer to him. my legs were now resting by his thighs. "i'm sorry okay? and i know you can't forgive me but i swear, it wasn't what i wanted i didn't want to do it." i told him, trying to keep myself from crying at all the memories.