Falling Slowly – Seblaine one-shot.
Sebastian put a pillow above his head, trying to stop the tears that were coming and slowly falling in the sheets of his bed. Everything was still so confused to him. It all happened of so sudden – he had everything, and suddenly he lost all the things he had conquered it because of one only slushie, that accidentally hurt the only boy he may had strong feelings for. But why all of this was happening?
Of course Sebastian was not the best neither the kindest person in the world, but damn, was he now the reincarnation of the devil? He didn't mean to hurt anyone. He thought that was going to be fun, seeing his rival making a weird face because of a salt slushie… but then, what came after wasn't good at all. Blaine laid on the floor. Screaming. Every moan of pain that came out of Blaine's mouth breaking the taller boy's heart in a million pieces.
Maybe he was evil. Maybe he was a bad boy. And if he was, he was not the one to blame. After so many tears he had cried, after so many years alone, after so many time asking for a better life, he had nothing left but cold memories and a torn heart. That's why he seemed so numb and so mean. Because it was all that he had.
And now, he everything was coming back again; the loneliness, the pain, the feeling of falling down a hole and not being able to get up. The Warblers didn't trust him anymore. He was probably going to be kicked out by tomorrow. People were going to look him with contempt, disgust, anger, and all kinds of fearful feelings, and all that Sebastian was going to do was ignore all of them, because this time, it's clear for him that he's wrong, and nothing that he do is going to make things better.
Well, maybe…
The sad boy take the pillow out of his head and grabs his phone, dialing the only number he actually knew in his mind. After some beeps, he hears a familiar voice and realizes it's the answering machine, the sound coming out of it makes Sebastian tremble and the tears start to form in his eyes again, and he mumbles the only word that he's capable to say, before breaking down again.
'' Hello, you just called Blaine Anderson! I can't answer you right now, but leave me a message and I'll call you later! Bye!''
'' I'm so sorry.''
