A Sweet Lie
"Please have mercy on me! Take it easy on my heart!"
He closes his now dull blue eyes, surrendering himself to his best friend. Behind him, his friend is having his way with him, but he doesn't mind. 'Let him', his mind says. 'It's fine. So long as he keeps whispering, those sweet lies into my ears. So long as he keeps pretending after this, he'll come back.'
"Even though you don't mean to hurt me, you keep tearing me apart."
Of course, once he's done, right after he's regained his composure, he tells him the truth. The painful truth he's known all along but craves for it to be nothing but a lie. His best friend says sorry but watches with emotionless eyes as the tears slide down his cheeks.
"I'm begging you for ...mercy. Mercy! On my heart!"
He clings to his friend, begging him not to go. The dark-haired teen quickly throws him away. He's done with him, and doesn't have anymore time to waste on him. It's morning now, and no doubt, if the blonde is here, his friends can't be too far behind.
"Mercy... mercy... on my heart..."
As he's torn away from his best friend, the blonde makes an inhuman noise, full of loss and sorrow. His best friend tells him, he'll see him again soon, but he knows that's nothing but a sweet lie too.