Shaun P.O.V

I know what you're thinking, how did it happen, why did it happen. Well, I don't really know. I hadn't really even broken up with Andy when I walked out the other day. It was just time and place I suppose. I got home and Sinj was waiting out the front, he helped me, told me he knew what I was, he even explained how important he is to this world and I won't lie, it's a turn on, how in charge he is.
But, I still love Andy, but when it comes down to it, Andy is always upset, I feel like I'm never enough for him. I hate it, but with Sinj, he seems to just dominate me and make me feel alright I suppose. But I swear he's trying to bring Andy down. I can't hear Sinj's thoughts either, but my ears are sharp enough to hear that Sinj wants him dead. It's times like these when you wonder, should you leave and help the one you love, or let them die happily and live happily ever after with the next best guy. It's a difficult thing. They're both similar though, that must be why they clash. I mean, they both have/had drinking problems, they like the same music, they almost have the same eye colour except Andy's are richer in colour. Sinj is the opposite to Andy emotionally. Andy's a wreck, Sinj is a king. I like them both. I don't know what I'm thinking. Sometimes I wonder if Andy is better off dead myself, just to end the drama but no, I don't want that to happen. He means too much to me. Seeing Andy in the broken bathroom like that, hurt me, seeing how sad he looked, I read his eyes, I knew he wanted to be dead but I just...I don't know what I'm thinking. There's a few things I've been missing over the past few weeks, Andy, Andy and Andy. I mean, Sinj just isn't the same, he doesn't have Andy's warm, blue and green eyes, he doesn't have Andy's soft sandy hair, they are the same height but Andy's chest and arm isn't covered in tattoos. I miss Andy's soft husky voice singing to me, I miss his cute little high pitched giggle. But if only that could last forever. I pulled Sinj closer to me. That's the other thing, Sinj isn't as clingy but he always wants sex, he's lucky I don't lose energy at all anymore.
"Shaun"
"hm?" I looked at him.
"You aren't thinking about Andy, are you?" Sinj asked, he seemed annoyed. Did he want me to be honest or?
"no babe" I smiled, Sinj leaned up, we kissed slowly, his weird apple-like sent, kind of sour, didn't tingle my tastebuds. I guess I was immune to it. He put more pressure into the kiss. He was strong enough to force me to lay down. I ran my fingers up the back of his low V cut shirt, our lips' collision was soon broken as he bit my bottom lip, he looked at me as if he was a hungry animal. It made me moan slightly as I cupped his face, making out with him again, slowly, our tongues battling slowly in motion. I heard my phone ring, Sinj pulled away, I bit my lip and watched him grab my phone.
"Bradie can wait" He smirked, putting the phone down, I smirked and leaned up, kissing his neck slowly with my tongue, his deep breathing in my ear as he thrusted his crotch down on mine. I exhaled and pulled away from him, looking into his lustful eyes. How could he so easily do this to me? His lips smashed back to mine. His hands running up my shirt as our tongues began to slide together again. The door bell rung, Sinj groaned annoyed and got off me, I bit my lip and got off the couch, kissing Sinj's head lightly before running downstairs at vampire speed, opening the door to find a distraught Bradie outside of my home.
"Bradie?"
"I'm sorry, did I interrupt anything?" he said, almost snobby. I probably did look like I've had sex a million times today, which isn't true. We have only done it once today.
"n-no not at all, what's up?" I lied through my teeth, he raised his eyebrow and looked to the right of me, I looked to find Sinj at the top of the stairs, I sighed and turned back to Bradie"
"I think we should talk about this outside" he said, I rolled my eyes and went outside, closing the door.
"what?" I seemed more annoyed now, this was not how I wanted to come across.
"It's Andy" Bradie went into a softer voice now. I raised an eyebrow.
"what about him?" I asked, sliding my hands into the pockets of my jeans.
"have you heard from him, at all?" he asked worried, I shook my head.
"no...I haven't seen or spoken to him since rehearsal a week ago"
"fuck..." Bradie went into thinking mode and he was never the one to say the F word like that.
"why?"
"Because he's gone missing, Shaun. Ever since rehearsal and you got with that douche bag no one has heard or seen Andy. Absolutely no one. I went by his house and everything was there, but not him. I don't know where he is. He could be dead for all I know" Bradie snapped at me, over a million scenarios ran through my mind. He can't be dead. That's impossible.
"Just thought you should know. I might go down to the police station later if I have the time" Bradie continued, I nodded. I didn't know what to say.
"whatever, bye" Bradie just turned and walked away. I grabbed the door handle and walked back inside, closing the door slowly. There were only two things I could think of for this situation. He either found a way to commit suicide, or, London. Only one way I would find out. I walked up the stairs and went straight to the bedroom, changing into more suitable clothes for adventuring, black shirt, blue jeans, converse and a black jacket. Just in case.
"What was that about?" Sinj asked, I looked at him as I grabbed my wallet from my bedside table.
"it's Andy...he's gone missing" I said, more dully than I hoped as I walked out to the lounge, grabbing my phone.
"So? Leave the dweeb be, he wants privacy" Sinj scoffed. I could feel him rolling his eyes from behind me, I turned to him.
"Look, I know you hate him, but I love him, okay? No matter what, he needs me as much as I need him, Sinj." I said, he looked at me stunned, I just bolted down to the door, opening in.
"Wait!" Sinj came running down the stairs. I glared at him.
"what" I said through my teeth.
"If you walk out, you won't have me anymore, and you'll be alone" He began to bribe me.
"bye, honey" I grinned before walking out, slamming the door behind me. I don't need Sinj, I don't care if I end up alone. I just want to know that Andy's okay. I began to run towards Andy's house. He could be back there for all I know. I approached his house within minutes, busting the door open.
"Andy?!" I yelled, no reply, this was too familiar for me, his dull house, silent. No lights on this time, I walked down his hallway slowly and opened his door. Some of his things were gone. No books, posters or his computer. It was just papers on his desk, his shitty TV and his bed with no covers on it. Fuck. I pulled out my phone and texted him.
'where are you Andy? Please be okay x' I felt anxiety and panic take me over, I slid my phone in my pocket before running out towards the woods. I jumped through tree after tree, over the river and up the hill, he was nowhere from what I could see, hear or smell. What if he is gone, how could I live with myself? I ran toward the end of the river where it became a waterfall. I jumped down. Landing right on my feet besides the waterfall. I looked around, darting my eyes. There was only one thing I could do now.

Go to London.

I had to get to the ocean and swim, it was the only way. Unless...no, I can't take a plane, I swim quicker than those things fly. I couldn't go home and grab shit though, Sinj is there. My phone might be screwed. I had to leave it here, but I'll call Andy first. Maybe he'll answer. I pressed on his name and held the phone to my ear, walking through the forest now, the moss scattering the trees as I swiftly walked over rocks, dirt and logs. I heard a chime, Andy's Nokia! I ran toward the chime, the phone still to my ear. I stopped and dug through a pit of soft dirt, hanging up my phone as I found his phone. Did he deliberately leave it here? Did Sinj kill him and do this? How was I to know. I put my phone in the pit with Andy's, covering them up. I didn't need it. I jumped onto a tree and jumped through tree after tree, jumping back onto the woodland that was becoming more forest-like by the day. I ran through it, jumping over the river and towards the ocean. I went up to the pier, it all was faster than what my mind could think right now. I dived into the water, it was warm to my unnatural cold skin. I could breath under here, I looked around and kept swimming, zooming deeper into the ocean, the saltiness didn't taste good to breathe, but it was manageable. I went past fishes, corals, sharks (my mortal ancestor) and whales. It was actually a beautiful site, but Andy was still on my mind. I just wanted him, alive, safe and well. I popped out of the water and looked around. There was a shore ahead of me, New Zealand. Luckily I knew what London looked like, their sand was a different colour, a more orange colour, sometimes white, some are even just pebbles. Woah, I'm a nerd. That was the one class of Geography I paid attention to. I dove back under the water, zooming through, I just hope Andy isn't dead. I don't care how shit I look when I get there and track him. I don't even know how I'd track him.
The water felt cooler now, I got up again. I noticed a huge mountain in the distance. I was in Chilean waters. I had to go the long way around, didn't I? Well I can't change my course now. I just had to get around South America, go up towards England and I'll be there. Simple. I dove back under, I began to swim around to countries, I stopped for a moment as a group of what seemed to be Mermaids went past. It stunned me, they had purple, blue and green tails, each scale shined differently when the sun shone in the water. They were all girls. Their red hair flowed in the water beautifully, they had ivory skin, just like mine, besides one. Who had darker skin. I guess she was actually a South American mermaid, they all had seashells of different colours covering their tits, that made me laugh for some reason. They smiled and waved, laughing. I waved, smiling, they zoomed away. I was still star struck from seeing actual mermaids, I continued to swim anyway. Up towards Brazil, and soon, England. Thank god.
I looked up to see a rocky shore ahead of me. I assumed it was Ireland, I'd have to see once I got to land. I forgot why I was doing this for a second, then I remembered Andrew, the most perfect, yet insecure boy I'll ever love. I swam to the shore. It was cold, but still never too cold for my skin. It was cloudy and just a really shit day. I ran up through Ireland, through the rainforest which was new to me, I saw a deer, a bear and some other animals. But I wasn't hungry, I just wanted Andy. I was running through the city now, passing all the way through to the other side. I'm surprised no one notice me, but I'm running pretty fast, I didn't even notice where I was going till I hit the shore again, jumping in the water and swimming at full speed toward the shore of England. The water continued to drop in temperature. It was colder than Australian beaches. I finally reached the shore, I walked now, up the pier. My wet dripping hair sent drops of water running down my face. People stared at me, their thoughts were the same.
'why is that boy wearing soaking clothes, he must be freezing' no, I'm fine. Shut up. As soon as I got away from all site of humans, I ran again into the forest, this dried me off quickly. I could see London's Big Ben from far away I stopped where I was in the edge of the forest, I closed my eyes and inhaled. I seeked further than usual with smell. It was faint, but I smelt his scent, in the forest somewhere, I darted to my left toward to smell it got stronger as I stopped by a dead deer. Andy's obviously had something to drink. I sniffed again. His slight chocolate scent was still near, over the hill. As long as he's alive. I don't care. I darted up there, the moss and dirt bellow me. It was actually beautiful. The small river ran through rocks and more moss as the damp trees were green and fulfilled with life. I started to get up the hill without effort. I watched the birds fly over my head. I stopped as I notice white fluffy things fall from the sky. Snow? I held my hand out and little flakes got into my hand, it was almost just as white as my skin. It was like Hail, just softer, almost like a fluffy cloud, this enlightened me a little bit. Maybe I should have said okay to Andy and moved to England with him. I smiled, whispering a prayer for him to be safe under my breath as I darted up the hill, approaching a small house, it was like a wooden, modern cottage,the roof was coated in a blanket of snow, there was no car in the driveway, but I saw Andy staring at me through the window, he quickly made his way out to me.
"what are you doing here?" he almost demanded.
"I-I was worried about you. Andy, I love you" It felt so good saying it to him, he still looked distraught, his eyes glimmered, he shook his head.
"I-I don't know if I should believe you or not. You deserve better than me, everyone is better off without me" Andy's beautiful husky voice cracked, I walked over to him, human speed now, shaking my head slightly as I ran my hand through his soft sandy hair. It made me smile as the snow fell out of Andy's hair, I then put my hand on his cheek, looking him in the eyes.
"There's no one I want more, than you. I swam the ocean, just to be with you again" I said, kissing his forehead gently.
"I love you, Shaun. But if you knew what was good for you. You would have stayed away" He said softly, I hugged him close.
"sh, I don't care. I just want you. I'm sorry"
"it's fine, just don't do it again" He laughed his gorgeous perky laugh before sniffing. I looked at him and kissed him slowly, his lips were warm compared to the snowflakes that fell around us. This was some sort of dream, it had to be. A crazy fucking dream.