[Discontinued] Mask Boy (BoyxBoy))

Chapter 6

[Heyyy my oh so sexy CuddleButts, ive come again with a new update. Im really enjoying this story , and its giving me so many ideas for so much more, but that will have to come later, just know that im working on something that i think will be a very amazing book , also I'll be doing a Autobiography/Q&A book incase you had questions you wanted to ask me also, song for the chapter is John doe by bob ft. Priscilla ]

[Briyer's p.o.v]

Briyer struck one of the piano keys but his mind was distracted, all weekend he had been thinking about Rex and the kiss that they shared.

Every thought thought left his mind in a whirlwind that brought past memories to the light, some good, some painful.

Briyer ran a hand through his hair and bit his bottom lip, he needed realese or his heart would be a clump of pent up emotions . So with that thought in mind he straightened up and started to play .

Once the first note left his fingers, the rest followed smoothly, he was a puppeteer and the piano his puppet. Each key a string that played its on melody.
[Play song here]

"Seems like your heart stops working
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask
And take off your costume
And if anyone asks you're taking a small break
Drinking some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doing"

Briyer smiled and continued to pour his heart out a bit, his surroundings melted into a beautiful puddle of blacks and blues as the music corrupted his mind with its lyrical dance.

"Seems like the bus moves slower
Just cause you got somewhere to go
So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks you've got a prescription
You got an addiction
Who do you think that you're fooling?

John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh

Everybody's addicted to something
Everybody's got to grip onto something
Even if it's just to feel the response of a pill
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times
Without it, it's just harder to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or something to find
You struggle in your mind
And you tell yourself lie after lie
'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private
People that you work with noticed the signs
When you walk in the room
It gets noticeably quiet
So you break up the silence, you say you've been at the gym
But the way that you look, can't blame on a diet
So what you hiding?

Yeah, I've probably had too many things
Smashed too many freaks
Had too much to dro...(I mean)
Had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My boy broke up with me,
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me!"
Well, at least I admit it, cause the worst you could do
Is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it, well I ain't no different,
I spent so much time as an underground artist
Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business
And what I'd become
But that what you judge you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn, when they pivot
And change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life I've been dying and wishing to live and experience
Everything possible
When I told them my dreams, they just said it ain't logical
Now, I can see it - it's optical

John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe, ooh oh oh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh
Oooh oh oh ohooh oooh

The tears we're fierce and the notes pounded into the little resolve that he had left, the memories where over powering, like the false love that had lead him to wearing his mask.

Briyer was most of all hurt, and he'd been hurting for a very long time because he was a ghost, no one noticed him for him but for the mask. All he was ever known as was "Mask Boy".

" your a waste of space you know " came a voice from the door, causing him to jump.

"What do you want??!?, havet you broken me enough ?!?!" Briyer yelled at the mirror, the gloating face of Jasper.

"No , you just being alive means that i didnt take enough away from you !" Jasper laughed.

"Fuck you !" Briyer yelled.

"I would say the same to you but your already fucked, look at you, your an ugly mess of scars " Jasper whisperd . "Nobody wants to love you "

"Everybody deserves to be loved!"Briyer screamed while throwing a shoe at the mirror, cracking its surface and distorting the image .

"Even the boy who talks to mirrors?".Jasper asked, causing Briyer to rub at his eyes.

"I won't ever leave Briyer! Ill always be here !" Jasper yelled.

Briyer fell to the floor and drew his knees to his chest, the panic attack hit him even before he realized it was happening.

"Go away !!! Go away !!!" Briyer screamed as swet droplets flaked his skin.

"I told you to stay home but you didnt listen !! This is your fault !!!! Your the reason why your ao cit up you reckless freak !!!" Jasper screamed, the voice echoing all around Briyer's room.

" im scared jazzy " Briyer whisperd as the memory racked his body .

"Ill always protect you Bri Bri " Jasper said kissing the top of his forhead

"Promise ?" Briyer asked questioningly, this was the most trust that he had put into anyone.

"Yeah, and when you cant bear whatever troubles your going through, then ill sweep you off your feet and face the demons with you " Jasper cooed nuzzling his jaw.

"I'll hold you to that Jazzy " Briyer said smiling and kissing him deeply .

"You said you'd protect me " Briyer sobbed.

"How can i protect someone who cant even fend for themselfs."

And then the darkness closed in.
[Thanks for.reading this update guys, sorry if.it was confusing .

Love you my little CuddleButts]