Just a story to pass time...very very short.

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You left me.

Alone and cold in the darkness. To just rot away forever. I thought everyone forgot about me. I was always the bad one. Always the cold hearted out of all of us.

Ian left first. Saying how he needed to get money and a family. And that we weren't one. I think that's what started out these chain events. The things that broke our little family apart.

Spencer left next. Saying how he was always sick of all of our fighting, and how Ian was right. He met some girl and flew away with her to some far away country.

Then it was just us three. Sure it was fine for awhile. We got drunk, partyed. Stuff like that. But when Tala started bringing home more and more drinks. And slutty little whores. You kicked him out. Saying he wasn't right to act like that. I remember he stood shocked and stared at the ground before he took off running. Last I heard of him he was staying with someone in Spain...a traveling circus or whatnot.

Then it was us. I remember you always smiled at me. But then you started smiling less. You started a few fights. Broke a few things and got on my last nerves but I still loved you. I don't know why.

You made me leave though. After I had caught you in bed with Miguel. You too, threw me onto the streets. But unlike the others I didn't make many friends. I didn't have many people to stay with. I saw a few people from the BBA. But they just glared at me.

I remember the cold nights in the alleyways. Did you know I had to beg for food. For money. People offered me jobs as sex slaves. I refused. I couldn't stoop down that low.

Then I saw you. You walked by me without a second glance. Holding hands with the wild spainard. It drove me insane. And I died.

I died on the streets. My heart was shattered into a million pieces. My soul was gone. I couldn't think clearly anymore. I couldn't move an inch of my body. I just laid there watching people walk around.

Then he came. They came. They together picked me up and brought me home. At first I didn't know who they were. But they knew me. They tried to feed me and nourish me back to health but it was no good. Then the one with emerald eyes left. Saying that I was a worthless cause.

But the other one kept going. He held me all day. Kissed my lips before going off to bed. And all those shattered pieces of my heart. Slowly started to get bandaged up again.

I'm now as healthy as I can be and living my life to the fullest. With my angelic griffon by my side. And I as his protective falcon.

Then I saw you walking by the streets one day. I had heard Miguel had died. You saw me and came over. You hugged me and tried to kiss me before my love came. You stood shocked at what had happened. You looked at me with glass filled eyes waiting to shatter.

And I let them.

You died a few days later. From suicide. Couldn't be without Miguel, eh? Kai?

It has been 7 years now. And Garland and I are finally married. We are settled into bed. He turns his head.

"I love you, Bryan." I smile and brush his hair slowly.

"I love you, too."

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There. I finally did one. Sorry for any mistakes. Hope you like it. My favorite pairing.