A/N: First off I want to thank the people who have added this story to favorites/story alerts/reviewed. :D thank you it means a lot to me.

SECOND of all of course we know I don't own DGM or the brillance of William Shakespeare(as you will see later on.)

Thirdly the OC characters (Kyle, Jay,Noah, Sam) are still based off my own personas. No one else has these little messed up guys; or they shouldn't anyways.

If there is anything else (besides my spelling errors of course) I probably have forgotten it :D but anyways onward towards the story~

Just as Noah left a split second later Kyle came in with the red head that I've come to hate with a passion. "Now you two kids play nice.~" He mused shoving an unwilling Lavi into the room. Without a thought I moved far away from the door, far away from Lavi sitting at the corner of the room.

I do what I always did to drown out the noise, to drown out the yelling of my adoptive parents. I press my knees to my chest, wrapping around them tightly lowering my head onto my knees just drying to drown it all out. Closing my eyes tightly, "Just make everything go away." I muttered, I didn't want to feel anymore. Not like this not to be locked in the room like this, it only hurt more.

My voice got louder, and I didn't care if Lavi answered me or not, "Why is it that every time I try to avoid you, to do my hardest to keep away from you, something pulls me back. Pulls me back to you?"

He kicked at the door, cursing under his breath until he heard me, I felt his stare turn on me, so I assumed that he quickly stopped what he was doing and was once more paying attention to me. "You know I was wondering the exact same thing, why can't I keep away from you Allen?"

"Just stick with your girlfriend, I'm sure she'll be pissed to know you're near me, after all you are her man." I spoke bitterly, his new girlfriend honestly pissed me off, and no I wasn't jealous it was just, she was those preppy girls who needed attention to get through the day, I honestly don't know why he even got with her. Those girls weren't his type. Well that's what he told me anyways.

"She doesn't know I'm here. She thinks I'm with a friend actually."

I scoffed, "Isn't lying not a great way to start a relationship, after all you should think after what you've been doing with me all these months."

"Well sorry if I was concerned about you!" He spat out, quickly regretting what he just said, "Forget what I just said." he quickly began kicking the door once more.

"Concerned about me?" I mocked a laugh, "I don't want your pity Lavi, I don't need it besides you should be more concerned about the girl your dating."

"Lay off my girl." He said flatly, "She has nothing to do with me worrying about what's happening to you."

"What exactly is happening to me that I can't take care of myself for?"

He sighed, once more stopping his violent action towards the door and pressed his back towards the wood, "I saw you and Road smoking at the church. I was going to follow you both to see what exactly was going to happen next when I met with Noah and his boyfriend. He told me what always happens when you hit your lowest, you go back to the place where it all started."

I stared at the red head, Am I really that predictable? I asked myself before retorting "So basically you were stalking me? Should I file a restraining order on you?"

He chuckled softly, "Just as a smart ass as ever huh Sprout?" he shook his head, "However Noah was right, you both came here a place where you know you don't belong. But you came and I didn't want you too, I thought I took you away from this awful drug filled life."

"Don't forget the alcohol." I smiled to myself, alcohol was my poison, it was something that used to get me up in the morning, something that I needed to make the day go by faster.

It made me feel numb. Not being able to feel anything was the best feeling in my life. Until I met him.

"Why are you even here Allen? These people are just going to destroy everything we've made together, you haven't picked up any alcohol in seven months why are you going to waste what we've made."

"What we've made?" I loved mocking him, it was always something fun to do, just to watch him get pissed, "You mean what you've kept me from correct? These people are my friends. I belong at the bottom with them, so why don't you be the one to leave. I am staying here this is who I am Lavi, if you don't like it you should have never came to the party in the first place."

He growled, I could tell already he wasn't liking what I was saying, and it was time to push some more buttons, I wanted him out of this house, and just out of my life for good. "I mean after all you should have noticed seeing an underage kid throwing up in the alley where you took advantage of the whole situation, I must say, you really are quiet the animal don't you think?"

A smirk appeared across my lips, "God damn it Allen! I've apologized for that over and over again! Why do you think I wouldn't even kiss you even when we were dating! I was afraid I might take advantage of you again.." he took a deep breath, trying to relax but spat out, "But you didn't have any trouble when you slept with Noah right?"

I stared at him, having nothing else to say, he was right I don't recall what exactly happened to me and Noah but I do remember a fight between Lavi and Kyle. "You know damn well I don't remember that night Lavi!"

There was no way he was going to make me the bad guy, was I being selfish? Maybe I was but what exactly could I do?

"So just because you can't remember the night doesn't mean the pain in my chest suddenly disappeared! You know how disgusted I felt being with you after that? Knowing another man took you, he took you from me Allen."

I stood up, walked closer towards the other male, standing in front of him, he looked away at first before I caught his chin between my fingers, forcing him to look straight at me, "If you hated being with me since that night why did you let everything drag on? Why exactly did you let this continue? Huh? If I am such a disgusting being to you why'd you still kiss me after? Telling me everything was okay."

I felt myself weaken , just the stare of his emerald eyes looking into mine, my legs wobbled and my voice pitching higher. "I-If you knew why'd you fucking stay?"

"Because I love you, and I thought.." He shook his head, "It doesn't matter what I thought."

"Don't you mean 'loved'" he gazed at me, giving me a puzzled look, while I just kind of let out a nervous chuckle, "you said love, but were talking about the past tense, so you're supposed to say 'loved' instead of 'love'"

He stared at me before he too let out a small forced chuckle, "Weren't we just arguing and you want to correct my grammar? Allen sometimes I want to know where you are whenever I tell you that I love you."

I gulped softly, "I guess.. I don't just like hearing those words is all. I suppose I just needed to change the subject, at least for a little while."

He just shook his head, pulling away from me and even though I know he hated the room we were in he slid himself onward towards the comforter, keeping his distance from me, "You told me I was afraid of commitment but really, wasn't it you? Wasn't it you who'd always break up with me for some stupid reason. So tell me whose the one who really has the commitment issues. Me or you?" He paused and stared at me, his gaze heavy, dull and lifeless.

I stood quiet for what seemed like the longest time, shit, I thought to myself, how exactly am I going to get out of this one? I knew how to usually change a subject with Lavi, but this time sweet talking won't get me out of this one. "Well?" he looked at me, it seemed he already knew the answer, and it felt like he knew what I was planning. Damn him for knowing my every movement! My gaze looked above him, making it seem like I was looking at him but without really doing it. Which was always a great way to cheat at arguments like this.

"Well what?" I didn't know how long we were supposed to stay in this room but I was doing the best I could do to stall, and once more he saw right through me, letting out a loud sigh. "I already know your answer Allen. I know you, everything about you, but I never expected it to be just like this. Locked in a room still trying my hardest to get you to open up to me."

I shrugged, "Why should I open up to someone who means absolutely nothing to me now?"

"Kyle what the hell are you doing?" Noah let out a raspy whisper towards his older brother, "I could have cracked the boy without any regret, why did I have to send Lavi in there?"

Kyle let out a low chuckle, placing a small bottle beside the door as he began walking away from the door, without turning towards his brother, "Because it only hurts more when someone you love, breaks you, if it's someone who you really don't care about, it won't hurt him." he looked back at his brother, "and let's face it Allen doesn't really care about you. So you hurting him wouldn't do that much damage understand?"

Noah stared at his older brother, "Wait so you want Allen to get hurt? I thought he was your friend?" He looked at the door, hearing some shouts biting onto his lip before, letting out a sigh and walking faster towards his brother, "What are you planning Kyle?"

The older brother just turned towards his brother, with a devious smirk peering from his lips, "It's simple my feeble little brother. Lavi will break Allen, and Allen will come crawling back to us, well me anyways and he will be putty in our hands."

"You're a heartless bastard you know that brother?"

"Yeah I know but no one is going to stop me anyways." He let out a chuckle and plopped down onto the couch, "Now get your shit and you and you're fag lover get the fuck out of my house."

"Fine Kyle. But you know your only doing this because you hate being alone." Noah walked out of the hose, as Gino stood at the door looking at Kyle, "I think you shouldn't be so cruel to your little brother. He's the only one you got after all."

With that the blond closed the door, as Kyle scoffed, Oh naïve some of these people can be. he chuckled to himself, Kyle knew the truth, Noah wasn't his real brother, hell even his parents weren't his true parents. The truth of it all was that he was adopted. Adopted into an abusive family.

"Poor blondie will never understand, Noah isn't the only one I have. I never wanted him in the first place." Kyle spoke to himself, "Besides, I have Jayden, Samuel, Road, and even Allen."

Istared at the floor, noticing a book peering from under Kyle's messy bed, "What could this be?" I asked out loud, as he knelt down, Lavi slightly interested in what I had found he leaned in, while I picked up the book , "Romeo and Juliet?"

Lavi leaned back, with disappointment smearing across his face, "My precious Capulet, we cannot be for my family's name is a Montague" he spoke out, I stared at the book for the longest time, why would Kyle have a tragic love story in his room. Though I responded, "Yes, my dearest Montague.." I paused staring at the red head.

A sad smile passed Lavi's lips, as I continued, "But what's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, why is it not that we cannot toss away our names for I shall abandon the name of a Capulet and you.. Of a Montague."

I held the book closer towards myself, biting onto my lower lip not allowing to let a moment of weakness pass me once more.

In some ironic sense I was the Juliet in this story of life. They didn't have a happy ending and neither would I. I loved someone who didn't belong to me anymore. I would have to give it all up and in order to do this, I would metaphorically do what the heroine did in the story, stab the love I have for him.

Let it be Buried Alone Forever,

Let it be Forgetton.

Let it stay Unwanted.

"Allen." he called my name, but for some reason I couldn't respond, I held the book tightly towards my chest, having my eyes closed tightly. He called me once more, "Allen?" his voice more unsteady, I opened my eyes looking at him as I smiled softly. "I'm sorry.." I responded.

I walked towards the door, slowly and carefully turning the knob. Watching the door open I noticed a small bottle beside it, bending over to lift it up reading the label I let out a chuckle. Ironically enough the label itself said:

Poison

Was this how it was going to end?

My curtains were about to finally come down. However would the "prince" get his guy? Or would he end up just like before.

Broken. Unwanted. Beaten down.

Would he truly be the monster he was sought out to be?

Set me free. Set this monster free, dear bookman.

A/N: Adding the Romeo and Juliet was a MUST for me, though I feel like it was a little cliche/cheesy. But that probably will be the rarest thing to cheese/fluff for me or my stories. I'm just going to leave that to my friend ms. butterfly ;) trust me. her stories are corny enough for my dark/depressing stories and her's put together. (rl friend dont take it to heart other people). ANYWAYS :D you people know the drill. Review. Read and Live on! -enen out :D