This is my first fanfic. I hope you enjoy it.

Life is hard. I try to just get by the day without a mental break down, it's hard. My mom is a bitch, my dad is no longer in my life, my girlfriend doesn't even act like we're dating, and iI think I'm falling for my best friend. Which is to say the least weird because we both are guys. I know you're probably thinking, "What the fuck?" but I assure you that it's true.

I look at him differently now. His caramel skin shines when the sun hits it. It glows like it was made from the sun. He is the complete opposite of me. My alabaster skin is almost translucent I mean I've tried to tan but it only last about 2 hours, then it goes away.

I would say that his chocolate eyes reflect the sun. They always sparkle as he looks at me. His eyes smile even if he isn't. His smile warms my body, it touches my heart that has been dormant for a while. That smile led me out of the dark of my depression and into the warm glow of life. He always seems to stop me as I think of life as a horrible creature. Right before I attempt, he pulls me back, always stopping me before I could die. I like to think of him of him as my guardian angel. I imagine him that he is telling me it is not my time, but god has other plans.

He stood in front as a bang went off. The bullet should have hit me but he took the blow. He saved me from a death that should have happened. Now he's in the hospital, barely holding on. I can feel it, his life force, slowly slipping away, into a black fog. The fog was grabbing and pulling him in.

I look at him on the bed. The doctor came in and told me that they had to turn off the machine. I looked at him and nodded. He looked at me and left. I knew he was allowing me to say my last goodbye. I pulled out a letter that was addressed to my mom and placed it on the table next to his bed.

I looked at him with soft eyes, sad, lonely eyes. "I love you..." I could barely say his name, but I forced it out as a whisper.

"...Eddie." I leaned down and did something that I wanted to do for a long time, I kissed him. I had a feeling he would taste like spice.

I did it myself, I mean, I turned off the machine that allowed him to live. I pulled the gun out of my bag and turned off the safety.

"I can't live without you." I whispered. I pulled the trigger and a ringing went off around the room. I fell onto the bed next to him and drifted into the black fog that had claimed him.

The sound of the gun went off around the room. The people outside heard it and came running. The doctor burst in the room and yelled for help. He looked at the dead bodies of the teenage boys. He walked to the bed and looked at the white male. He studied the body by looking at him and he could see what the boy had done. He had blown out his brain. The doctor looked at the hispanic male and sighed. Both boys had died with smiles on their faces. He found the letter and read it:

Mom,

I'm sorry that I haven't been the perfect son,

but I tried my best. I do love you and dad but Eddie

was a bigger part than you. Please tell dad that I love him.

~Your son,

Aleks~

I hope you enjoyed it. It was hard to write, but please review.I will add more when I write more.
~xYL22x~ :)