[Chris]
Kyouya and I had just laid around on his some-what massive bed and listened to music, an assortment of Free Now by Sleeping with Sirens, Props & Mayhem by Pierce the Veil, even to Slaves to Substance by Suicide Silence. All in all, it was an okay evening. We sat around talking and laughing about dumb stuff. Finally, the lights came back on and Kyouya and I looked at each other, knowing that we could finally finish watching 21 Jump Street.
He jumped off his bed and over to his TV and grabbed the remotes, ready to turn Netflix on. But… "Boys?" His mother called.
"Yea, mom?" He called back in response.
"We're going out for dinner tonight, be ready in twenty minutes!" She said.
Kyouya sighed. "Well… Looks like this movie will have to wait another hour-and-a-half."
I nodded.
"I'll go change again," he said annoyed. He picked out some new clothes that were dinner-worthy and left the room, music still playing on his phone.
It was just after he left that I heard some soft guitar come through the speakers, something I never thought Kyouya would ever listen to… Then the lyrics, that took me even more by surprise. 'It's a shame that it had to be this way… It's not enough to say I'm sorry, it's not enough to say I'm sorry. Maybe I'm to blame, or maybe we're the same… But either way, I can't breathe, either way I can't breathe. All I had to say is goodbye. We're better off this way. We're better off this way. I'm alive, but I'm losing all my drive. Cause everything we've been through, and everything about you seemed to be a lie. A guiltless twisted lie. It made me learn to hate you, or hate myself for letting you pass by.'
By this time, Kyouya had walked back into his room and had heard the song that had been playing. He was going to turn it off, until I put my hand over his phone, keeping him from taking it… I wanted to hear it. After all… It had so much meaning to it.
'It's time to say goodbye… Bye…' an instrumental bit, and right back at it again. 'Take my pain away, tear it out. Tell me I was wrong, tell me I was wrong.' This was the final line of the song that was repeated twice more after that. Kyouya and I sat in silence letting the feelings of that song sink in, until our 'moment of silence' was killed by what I was most used to hearing him listen to, metal/deathcore. Visions by Bring Me the Horizon began playing and everything had gone back to normal.
All throughout dinner, Kyouya was acting kinda strange. He was really quiet and wasn't joining in on the jokes and stories. And trust me, it was awkward whenever he and I made eye-contact.
The car ride home was equally awkward, as the only thing that was playing was the radio and the sound of the cars outside.
After pulling into Kyouya's drive, he was the first to get out and be in the house. I said nothing to his mother and raced in after him. I walked into his room to see him sitting on the ground, slumped against the wall and shuddering. I carefully and quietly walked over to him and sat on the ground on my kneed next to him. I put a hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to acknowledge my existence. After about two minutes, I finally got his attention. He turned to me, his hair in his face covering his expressions. I swept the hair from his eyes and it felt as though I had been stabbed in the stomach.
The pain in his eyes was unbearable for me to even think about, much less feel… "Kyouya…" I whispered. I didn't exactly know what to do. He had this façade that he was so strong, and he was, but I'd never seen him cry… "Kyouya?" I said again. He looked at me, really looked, this time, and was actually paying attention. "What's wrong? What's this all of a sudden?"
He looked away from me for a moment and took a few deeps breaths to stop himself from stuttering. "That song… It brought back some memories…"
"Like…?" I pushed on.
"It was played at my brother's funeral…" He said.
