When The Waves Crash
Prologue: Storms
He was mine. He always was mine. Until he came along. He got in the way. When he told that he liked him, even if it was only as a friend, I still felt crushed. Hayner was mine. Not his.
I jolted up from my bed by a loud boom of thunder. When did it start storming? I laughed at the thought of it storming while I was thinking of Hayner. He always said that he hated storms. I went onto the balcony to watch it. I wasn't as bad as I thought. After awhile of watching, I heard running, a loud, sharp crack, and screaming. The last two being at about the same time. I jumped off, my balcony being surprisingly close to the ground, and ran. I ran to the sandlot, where I think I heard the scream. I looked around, wondering what the hell happened, and found a small body. I ran over, the smell of blood getting stronger with each step, to see the person that I hated, loved, and hurt all with the same heart(Yes, I do have one.) lying there, bleeding form his cracked skull and broken arm.
Hayner.
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His limp body was cold. Very cold. He was bleeding badly. He passed out from the blood loss. I can see why. There was a small pool of blood where his head lay. I picked him up slowly, being careful with his head and arm.
Apparently, I wasn't careful enough.
He let out a sharp scream, almost like a yelp. He looked at me quickly. "Seifer.." he said, and then passed out again.
I tried to pick him up again, succeeding in not hurting his arm. I ran half fast, half slow through the curvy roads of Twilight Town with precision, living there all my life. I looked up at the clouds, praying that Hayner wasn't hurt as bad as he looked.
"Don't die, chickenwuss." I said quietly, noticing his head bleeding profusely and his heartbeat getting slower. "Just, don't die."