A small brunette haired boy sat next to the smiling boy on a grassy field with a little river passing by. They had spent many afternoons skipping rocks in silly competitions. Today was one of those days where they would meet up after school and just sit down in the woods past the park. The brunette would talk and talk and talk and the other would simply smile and stare back with wonder happily listening along. The brunette was a cheerful one; he was always great company and the boy's only close friend since the beginning of their elementary. The boy hugged his legs up to his chest listening intently to the brunette across from him.

"Hey, can you keep a secret?" The brunette asked a bit sheepishly. The boy nodded with excitement. "Come closer so I can tell you" he motioned with his hands.

With enthusiasm to know the big secret the boy scooted closer to the other. "Closer" the brunette repeated and the boy leaned his ear closer.

He felt the brunette's hands cup his cheeks to turn him to face the other. Ever so gently the boy pressed his lips to the others and smiled. "I like you" the brunette whispered.

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Kevin hadn't gotten any sleep and was in his AP biology class in a daze. There was so much information drifting through his mind it was overwhelming. He had done some research on suicide and why one might want to go through with it. Of course the concept wasn't too hard for him to understand...he had been there one too many times but he would never. The main point for such an extreme was clearly depression, which lead Kevin asking way more questions than he would like about his bully Eddward.

Kevin didn't understand depression, he wasn't depressed. He was just fucking tired and angry at Eddward and his goons.

This entire situation was extremely unsettling and uncomfortable, mainly due to the fact the boy he had saved was sitting on the opposite back corner of the room. The atmosphere in the room felt like Eddward had his hands wrapped around Kevin's neck ready to choke him to death at any given moment. He knew too much, Kevin knew that much.

The ginger had had no interaction with his bully's in a very long time which caused him to become paranoid, and with the events from the previous day he was sure to get the next beating real good.

Kevin was filled with stress and anxiety think about how Eddward was going to lash out. He didn't know whether to approach Eddward and try to settle yesterday's matter or stay as far away from him as possible and pretend like nothing happened. He knew he couldn't ignore this for long. What would happen if Eddward tried again and succeeded? What would become of Kevin having known Eddward was the verge the entire time? Kevin knew would wouldn't be able to live with himself, no matter what an asshole the Vincent boy was.

Eddward although made it difficult. Yes, he was the cause of his hell, he was the devil himself. Wouldn't the school be better off without him? He caught himself thinking once and instantly shamed himself, even Eddward's life was as important as anyone else's, no matter what a dick he was, and that was the morally right thing...right?

"Mr. Barr!" Kevin's eyes rose up to meet the teacher in front of the class. "Boy I have asked you to answer question 9"

"Uh, yeah I'm sorry..." He looked down at his worksheet and thanked the heavens that it was one of the questions he managed to answer. He stood up as it was one of those silly rules the teacher had in her class when answering a question. It only made his skin crawl knowing well the action would further bring unwanted attention.

When sitting down he managed to get a glance at the back and saw Eddward staring directly at him. Immediately he paled and sat tensed the rest of the class period. He knew he was fucked. This time for sure the bully had it out for his head.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Kevin's trembling frail hands stumbled to grab his books and papers in the desk and messily placed them inside his backpack, his breathing becoming unsteady with every second that passed.

A long hand swiftly placed a small piece of paper in front of him before he stood up to leave. He saw Eddward's figure leave the classroom and blinked looking down at the paper.

There was no running away, no safety today.

He shakily grabbed the piece of paper and unfolded it, Eddward's neat handwriting was easy to recognize at first sight. It was such beautiful writing making it hard to believe it came from the hand of the demon that haunted his very being daily.

After school west wing

He was completely screwed most definitely. Kevin almost wanted to cry at this point, he truly wanted to help the guy out, so why must he be like this? No matter... he had to be strong, he had to be persistent. He wouldn't give up just get...not yet.

With a determined huff of breath he stepped out of his class and headed to his next class.

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Wah i just wrote chapter 14 of this fanfic last night and I can't wait for it to be posted, oh in due time in due time.

I might change my posting to every Monday's and Friday just because i really want this train ride to finally start, if i get ahead a couple more chapter i most likely will.

Anyways hoped you enjoyed this chap, and look forward to possibly this Monday... if not then Next Friday for sure!

Please leave a review on your thoughts/ feelings/ predictions, i enjoy reading them very much :3

Hope you have a lovely Day/Night xoxo