Fragile Future *shadowpook and I*

Shayne whimpered at the accusation in Rays tone "I love you"

"If you loved me then you would stop ringing me, and wait for me to come back!" ray shouted down teh phone before hanging up

Shayne sobbed and putthe phone on teh table, curling up against the cupboard. Ray yelling athim hurt more than anything he could think of, Apart from the fact he hadn;t said he loved him back.

Garth knocked on shaynes front door

Shayne wiped his eyes and went through, opening the door "Oh, hey Garth"

"I came as soon as i got teh text message."

"What text?"

Garth took our his phone and handed it to shayne. it showed a text message.


Another text beep and popped up on the screen.

oh, and tell him i love him too

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Shayne looked like he was about to cry all over again "o home, i don;t need pity" he whimered, giving garth his phone bak.

"I'm not the one who you go to for pity. Thats Charlie or charlotte or whatever teh fuck that scary chicks name was. I'm here cos i'm bored, and your my only friend, and i have an exscuse t be here."

"I'm not in the mood Garth" said Shayne "Tell him I it doesn;t stop hurting till I hear him ay it"

"No. Got any food?" asked garth walking into shaynes kitchen

"No, now piss off" said Shyne, sitting on the couch.

Garth rooted through the cupboards anyway

Shayne walked over and punched him "I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE" he yllled annoyed.

Garth blinked. "ow?"

SHayne grabbed his jacket and storme dout, slamming the door behind him.

"Wow. Ray really should have texted the scary bitch." muttered garth walked out

Shayne found his way to the alley he'd hung out on a few times as a kid. he slipped a penknife from his pocket and pressed it against his wris.

Charlie snatched it out his hand. "Oh no you dont."

Blood was already trickling down Shaynes hand "Give it back Charlie, hat was my grandads"

"So your cutting yourself with it? nice way to repay him. and dont even think about trying to hit me, i'm stronger then i look shayne."

Shayne shrugged "He gave it to my dad who gave it to me, and he wans his 'faggot' son dead" aid Shayne emotionlessly "I can always find someting else anyway Charlie" he shrugged "What do you wan?"

"For you to stop doing this. Its really not healthy

"It's this or turning to drugs again, and last time I id that I ended up being a whore"