No right.
No right to say that. No right to do anything like that... No right to tell us what we can and can't do. They had no right to push us and harrass us just so we'd be like them. But we'll never be like them. And that's why we're ostracized from the rest. Why everyone looks down on us. But we don't need them, Sy... We'll never need them... Their approval... Their acceptance... We can do this... Don't look at me like that! No... Syrus, you're the only thing I need! No, no don't worry about him... No, of course he still lo... Syrus, FORGET YOUR BROTHER! If he can't support you no matter what, he's not a brother! JADEN TOO! FORGET HIM TOO SYRUS! FORGET EVERYTHING ABOUT ANYONE WHO EVER "CARED" ABOUT YOU. IT WAS A LIE! NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAID! NO MATTER WHAT THEY MEANT!! Th-they never cared about you like I do... They never will... W-why are you still looking at me like that? S-Stop it... No... don't say that... Of... of course I lo... NO! DON'T SAY THAT! DON'T EVEN THINK THAT! ... Sy... Don't cry... Don't cry... please? I lo... N-no... Don't leave me!! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME!! DON'T LEAVE! I LOVE YOU!! I love you... ---------------------------------------------------
A tremor of fear shot through Chazz's body, causing him to wake from his nightmare and bolt up in bed. "The fuck..." he groaned as he looked around his small dorm room. Just as he went to lie back down and try to sleep some more, another body sat up, mumbling "S'rong?"
Chazz sighed and looked over. The small figured rubbed its eyes slowly, before blinking up at him. "Nothing, go back to sleep, you need your rest."
"Only if you come back to sleep with me... you need it just as much as I do." the smaller of the two said quietly, trying to support himself on one arm before grabbing his shoulder in pain.
Chazz grabbed his arm, a bit rougher than needed, and examined the shoulder. It was a dark purple with hints of yellow spattered through out. Much like the rest of bruises on his body.
He was silent before he dropped the arm and remarked, "Keep your shirt on until it heals, Syrus... I don't need your stupid slacker friend asking questions. Now go to bed."
"Chazz, I know you didn't mean to... but the others get worried... they think that you do mean it..." Syrus began softly, looking down.
"GO TO BED!" He yelled, before realizing he'd probably awoken the entire building.
Syrus shrank back slighty before lying back down and whispering, "Al-alright... good night... I love you..."
Chazz sighed softly before lying back down himself and mumbling, "Night Syrus... I lo... I'll see you in the morning..."
A/N: ... pathetic uke Syrus ftw... X.x More of a ficlet. A pathetic excuse for a ficlet. -sigh- I guess "Unpretty" will be my shining jewel unless I can come up with something brilliant.
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