Like the title says this fic is about desperation. I won't spoil the plot so read on and find out exactly why.
Tala picked up his bag, eyes full of unshed tears.
"Bryan? I need to talk to you..."
"Hm? What?" Bryan asked, not looking up from his book. Tala took a deep breath.
"IthinkI'minlovewithyou..."
"Hn?" Tala closed his eyes.
"I...I think...I'm in love with you..." He opened his eyes and saw that Bryan looked wholly unamused.
"Very funny. Ha ha. Go and try it on Spencer, he's stupid enough to believe you." Tala turned, cheeks burning, then ran out of the room.
With shaking hands, he took out a gun, and raised it.
"Bryan...I...I wasn't joking..." Tala said fearfully, when he wroked up the courage to go back an hour later. "I...I love you."
"What do you think I am, an idiot? I told you, it isn't going to work on me! Wait until April Fools day to play your stupid pranks on me!" Bryan snapped. Tala grabbed his arm.
"I'm not joking, Bryan...I'm serious..."
"You are, aren't you!" Tala nodded and Bryan wrenched his arm away. "You fucking puff."
"Bryan-"
"Go away." With that curt dismissal, Bryan ensconsed himself in his reading again. Tala ran away for the second time that night.
A single tear ran down his face- he let it fall.
Tala found himself thrown to the floor viciously. Bryan towered over him, angered beyond belief. He wiped his lips contemptuously and glared. Tala felt as if his heart were snapping in two. "You...PUFF!" Hollered Bryan. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!"
"B-Bryan-"
"How dare you? Keep the hell away from me, or I'll kill you!" Bryan spat. "You disgust me. Kissing another man...it's disgusting!"
"B-Bryan...please..."
But Bryan was gone, slamming the door after himself.
He found a pen, and then wrote his goodbye quickly.
"Bryan..."
"Get out of my room."
"Bryan...I need you...I-I love you, Bryan..."
"I said get out."
"Bryan...please..."
"GET OUT, GODDAMMIT!"
Tala took a tentative step forwards. "I-I love you..." His eyes filled with tears.
"Get out." Tala sniffed and held back his tears.
"I love you."
"STOP SAYING THAT!"
"But it's true. I love you. W-why is it so wrong?"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A MAN!" Bryan took hold of Tala by the shoulders and threw him out of the room forcefully. Tala hit the wall opposite and slid down it as Bryan slammed and locked the door after himself.
His finger stroked across the trigger, feeling the cold metal.
"Bryan...I want to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk to -you-"
"Bryan...I...I love you. You know that. Why do you keep...pushing me way?"
"Because you're a fucking puff and I hate you."
"D-Do you mean that?"
"I don't know. Go away."
"Bryan..."
"Go -away-."
Tala turned and gave up, defeated.
He stroked a hand over his painful ribs and sniffed.
Tala fell as Bryan hit him again. "No!" He managed to choke out. "Please!" A vicious kick to his ribs forced him to gasp for every breath after that. "Bryan, I love you! Don't hurt me!" But Bryan wasn't listening. "Bryan, I love you!"
"SHUT UP!" Bryan's booted foot swung into Tala's cheek, making him cry out in pain. Bryan grabbed him by the front and yanked him up to look into his eyes. "Bryan..." Tala reached up and touched Bryan's cheek delicately. "I love you. D-Don't do this..."
"Stop telling me you love me! I hate you!" Tala gasped.
"No..." Bryan punched Tala in the face for good measure and stormed out of the room.
He tried to stop the tears, but knew he couldn't.
Tala collapsed onto his bed, shaking uncontrollably. His body was on fire, everything inside him ached, and his chest felt too tight for him to breathe. But he wouldn't cry. He couldn't cry. That would be weak, and Bryan hated weak people...
More tears followed the first, falling to the floor unnoticed.
He knew the only way to stop Bryan hating him was being dead. He could do that for Bryan at least, to show how much he loved him. As if a life without Bryan's love was worth living anyway...
The finger tightened, and a muffled cry pierced the darkness.
There IS a next chapter, don't worry! Anyway, R&R please, you know I love it when you do!
