Warning. The end of this chapter contains sexual and explicit scenes. You have been warned.

Eddward drummed his fingers on the side of his desk while he rested his head in the palm of his other hand. His nerves tingled beneath the confines of his skin. He'd been on edge his whole Thanksgiving break and even though it was the first Monday back at school he still couldn't shake the feeling. He was sitting in his last class for the day waiting patiently for the clock to strike three.

The teacher was babbling on about a new chapter and homework that would be due tomorrow and for once Eddward didn't care about school or his academic standing. He wanted to go to his track meet and run as fast as he could until all his problems were left far behind him.

There was a terrible knot winding and tying itself in the pit of his stomach and he couldn't focus on anything. He felt his phone vibrate inside his pocket and he rolled his eyes as he retrieved it. Only two people had been texting him all day. Kevin and Eddy. This message was from Kevin. Eddward let his eyes roll over the words and then exited out of the message and pushed his phone back into his pocket.

Something was wrong with him. Kevin was doing everything a good boyfriend should be doing and how did Eddward repay him? By pushing him farther and farther away. It's not like he meant too, but it's all he knew how to do. Pushing people away was easy. Sometimes it happens without realizing it. Letting a person in, that's the hard part. Once you invite someone in they see everything for what it is and then they can just walk out. If you push them away first, then you control the door that shuts behind them.

Eddward had opened up to Kevin more than anyone else, even Ed and Eddy. He showed Kevin the scar on his abdomen. He explained his reasoning for cutting. And instead of asking or trying to understand any of it, all Kevin wanted to do was make out. But then again Eddward didn't really want to talk.

Eddward was a conundrum. He wanted Kevin to understand, but he didn't want to have to explain himself. Their relationship was escalating and Eddward did the only thing that he knew how to do when he was overwhelmed, he ignored the issue, or in this case, the person. It all started when Kevin's parents came home early Saturday morning.

Eddward had woken up to a blaring ringtone coming from the opposite side of the bed. His bed was warm and the body beside him was offering up so much heat that he chose to ignore it. That was until the ringtone sounded off again. Eddward cracked open one of his eyelids and glared at his clock. It was barely seven. He rolled over fully intent on going back to sleep and that's when he saw it. All of it. Well more like all of him. Kevin was sleeping soundly beside him and lacking all of his clothing.

Eddward's eyes were trapped looking up and down the body of his well-toned and perfectly muscled boyfriend. The blankets they had been sharing were hanging off of Kevin's body. He involuntarily licked his lips. His hormones were toying with him. He wanted Kevin, that was undeniable, but at the same time, he wasn't ready for this. Everything was moving way too fast for his liking. The ringtone sounded again and this time Kevin began to stir so Eddward did the only logical thing he could think of. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep as he heard Kevin get up and recover his phone. He yawned before answering.

"Hello," he said lazily.

Eddward took a chance and hesitantly opened one eye. In return he got an eyeful. Kevin was standing with his back to him in all of his naked glory. Kevin started to turn slightly so Eddward quickly clamped his eye shut as he heard yelling on the other end of Kevin's phone.

"Shit dad- no. No I'm-" Kevin started to say as Eddward heard him scampering around the room, most likely trying to find his clothes, "I'm at- uh Nazz's house." Eddward felt a weight settle on the bed behind him followed by the sound of shoelaces being done up. "No dad, it's not even like that. I'll be home in like two minutes I swear." Eddward felt Kevin press a kiss to the side of his face. "I'm coming right now." He heard Kevin's voice echoing down the hall.

A few moments later he heard his door shut. Eddward bolted upright. His skin felt clammy, it was the same sensation he got after a panic attack or a nightmare, but why? It wasn't like he was unaware that their relationship was leading to the next step. Kevin was pretty adamant on having sex, which was quite obvious. But Eddward still had his reservations even though he never once voiced his opinion on the matter.

How could he? Kevin was a jock and one of the most popular guys at his school. He saw countless girls swoon after him on a daily basis, but he always tried to block it out. Kevin had chosen him, out of all the girls he could potentially have. Kevin chose to be with Eddward. But that came with a huge price. Their relationship only existed in secrecy behind closed doors in the sanctuary of Eddward's home. Eddward often wondered when the last time Kevin had sex was. A week before they got together, a few days maybe? What would happen if he didn't have sex with Kevin soon? Would Kevin leave him? Eddward couldn't see Kevin being willing to wait much longer with the way things had been progressing.

Not only that, but sex seemed to be the only thing that occupied Kevin's mind lately. True, he always asked Eddward about his problems, but whenever they started to talk it almost always lead to making out, which then lead to groping. Sooner or later sex would become inevitable and Eddward still hadn't figured out if that frightened or excited him. He'd never had sex with anyone before and while he was clueless, he was dating a guy who had more than enough experience even if it was only with women. What if he bored Kevin? Or what if he just wasn't that good at it?

Pathetic. That's what Eddward was, simply pathetic.

The rest of Saturday and Sunday consisted of Kevin blowing up Edd's phone with texts and Eddward pretending to be busy with schoolwork. He did have schoolwork to complete, but nothing that took more than a couple of hours. In between those texts he received only a handful from Eddy. His texts were short and to the point.

'can we talk'

'I was drunk n angry'

'dont act like u aint gettin my messages'

'cmon d. jus say sumthin'

Eddy. Just the name of his best friend left a sour taste in his mouth.

Trying to hide from Eddy, wasn't a possibility since they shared their history class, but that didn't mean that Eddward had to sit near him. Surprisingly Eddward was one of the last people to make it into the classroom that day. Upon entering the classroom he strode right up to his teacher's desk fully intent on changing his seat. The teacher was looking through a stack of papers but must have felt the intense stare from Eddward because he immediately looked up.

"Hello Eddward, is my class actually worth attending today?"

Damn. That was right. He had walked out of this class on the day school had let out for Thanksgiving break.

"I apologize for my previous actions, it was uncalled for and disrespectful, but I must request a change in seating. I can no longer occupy the back row."

The teacher raised an eyebrow as he looked to the back of his classroom at Eddward's currently abandoned seat. Eddward turned his head to follow the teacher's gaze and his eyes fell on Eddy who was watching him murderously.

"And why the sudden change?"

Eddward shrugged his shoulders not really feeling the need to elaborate on his personal reasonings.

He no longer trusted himself to speak. He could already feel waves of nausea trying to drown him. He was sure the room full of students was staring at him now along with Eddy. He briefly wondered how many other people Eddy had told. Did the entire class know? Who did Eddy vent to besides himself, Nazz, and Ed?

The teacher ran a hand through his hair and shook his head.

"I'll tell you what. For today you can take your normal seat and if you manage to sit through my entire class without skipping maybe I'll make arrangements tomorrow for you to sit elsewhere."

Eddward nodded his head once and then turned and made his way towards his seat. He felt two sets of eyes watching him the whole time. Eddy's and Kevin's.

As soon as he sat down he could feel Eddy's angry stare burrowing into the side of his skull. He wouldn't look at Eddy though, he couldn't. Not yet at least. If he did then he wasn't sure what he would do.

"So now you're too good to sit next to me." Eddy chided cynically.

Eddward refused to acknowledge him. He wouldn't sink to Eddy's level, not again.

"Fuckin' prick," Eddy said.

Then again, Eddy deserved everything that came his way. And if one of those things just happened to be a fist again, then so be it.

"Have something more you want to say, Eddy? Or do you simply persist on trying to belittle me further?" Eddward asked as he turned his head to look at Eddy.

"I have plenty I want to say Dee." His voice no longer held its arrogant tone.

The rest of the class went by in a hazy blur with Eddy's words haunting Eddward's mind. And that lead him to where he was now, waiting for the final bell to ring so he could run until his lungs felt like they would explode. He needed to get as far away from reality and all his problems as possible he just needed to…

Eddward swallowed hard as he felt sweat bead along his forehead underneath his beanie. He looked down to his knuckles. They were still scabbed and whenever he balled his hands into fists they cracked and started to bleed. He remembered the waves of euphoria that enveloped him when he stabbed the point of his blade into the bleeding cuts. He'd never done anything like that before and it made his nerves sing with glee at exceptionally high notes. The bell finally sounded and Eddward watched as the hoard of students stampeded out of the room like a pack of ravenous wolves who spotted their prey.

Eddward slowly got up and packed up his things before making his way to the door. The halls were crowded with anxious teens. Some were trying to hurry up and catch their buses while others grabbed their gear and headed off to practice. Eddward sighed as he saw a figure leaning against the side of his locker. Short red bangs poked through the front of a backward facing hat. Kevin was wearing his purple hoodie and dark wash jeans. His eye was bruised and swollen from the altercation with Eddy, but it gave Eddward some reassurance that Kevin was willing to fight for him, even if he took on the majority of the damage. Eddward felt his heart flicker inside his chest.

Eddward's imagination lingered on the naked image of Kevin sprawled out on his bed and he shook his head to rid himself of the troublesome thoughts. He felt a wicked blush tint the edges of his cheeks. As if knowing Eddwardd was approaching, Kevin swiveled his head in the ravenette's direction. Kevin's green eyes were tired and plagued by worry and concern.

As Eddward approached, Kevin gave him a tiny half-smile, but it did little to mask his emotions. Eddward knew Kevin meant business. They rarely talked at school.

"Hey Dee," he said nonchalantly.

"Hello Kevin," Eddward responded half-heartedly.

Eddward opened his locker and began putting away the books he no longer needed. Kevin was watching him intensely. His arms were crossed as he leant against the locker beside Eddward.

"How's your day been?" Kevin asked nonchalantly.

"Adequate," he answered.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Kevin blatantly asked.

Of course Kevin had noticed. How could he not? He'd given short one worded answers to all of Kevin's texts over the weekend and his excuses were 'homework' or 'too tired.'

"I haven't been avoiding you. I've been preoccupied." Eddward answered absentmindedly and hoped that Kevin would just accept that.

Eddward saw Kevin grit his teeth in his peripheral vision. "The lies never end with you do they?" he asked with a hint of venom lacing his tongue.

Eddward shot him a nasty look. Eddward knew this was bound to happen. Kevin played the dominant partner in their relationship which meant Kevin controlled everything. But that didn't mean Kevin could control him. Kevin would never control Eddward. The truth was Kevin was always there. He always found a reason to go to Edd's house no matter the time of day. He slept at his house multiple times a week. They saw each other every day. All he wanted was a taste of his solitude back.

"I just want a little space. Is that too much to ask for?"

"No, it not, but you'd know that if you'd just talk to me." Kevin shot back. "You haven't said anything to me since I left Saturday morning."

Eddward felt his blood spike in temperature. "I responded to the majority of your texts."

Kevin laughed sarcastically, "yeah with every excuse of why I couldn't see you."

"You were grounded." Dee answered.

"Your point? We coulda figured somethin' out." Kevin bit out.

"No, we couldn't have."

"You know Dee, I swear, sometimes you just-"

Enough.

Eddward slammed his locker door shut, stopping Kevin in the middle of his sentence.

"What Kevin? Please tell me. I'm just dying to know." He bit out sarcastically.

Kevin clenched his jaw tight. His brows were furrowed as he struggled to reign in his emotions.

"Forget it, Dee, just forget it," he said as he turned to leave.

Eddward just watched him go. Normally a boyfriend would run after his significant other, but Eddward felt the need to run in the opposite direction. Eddward was losing control of the situation. He was losing control of everything and that always lead to one thing. Eddward gripped his wrist tight inside his hand and swallowed hard.

Why did Kevin have to pester him? Couldn't he just take the haphazardly written texts for what they were? Couldn't he see how broken Eddward was and just leave him be?

You can't fix me. I'm not meant to be fixed.

He no longer wanted to go to track practice. Instead, he went home to the place where he knew where every single razor was hiding.

Eddward found himself in a predicament that was all too familiar. He was sitting in his tub only wearing a pair of briefs. In one hand he held the instrument which would delve new creations into his waiting flesh. In his other hand, he clutched his beloved beanie and squeezed it as a makeshift stress ball.

He'd been sitting there for at least fifteen minutes trying to find the urge to do what he knew had to be done. But when he was finally ready he couldn't. It was like there was an unknown force holding him back.

Eddward's head lolled back against the cool tile of his tub.

Coward.

Eddy was right. He was a coward, a coward named Double Dee who hid inside the sanctuary of his home. Hidden behind the thousands of sticky notes that littered his walls.

Pathetic.

Eddward's hand trembled and he felt the razor fall out of his grasp and make a tiny clang on the tub floor. He used his foot to push it away. He was disgusted with himself. Why did he suddenly feel the urge to cry? He was fine, wasn't he?

Eddward grabbed his beanie with both hands and pulled it back into its position atop his head. Then he pulled the front down over his eyes. His arms started trembling as he held it in place. The tears came next.

Everything was happening too fast. He was falling hard and he didn't know when he would finally hit the ground. He just wanted to cut his damn wrist to relieve some of this pent up pressure, but every single time he found the courage to he stopped. One name floated around inside his head.

Kevin.

He promised Kevin. Why did he have to make such a stupid promise? Why was Eddward bound by his word?

That promise took away his one means of control and now he was left crippled in a tub without an escape route.

Why did he allow Kevin this much power over him? Well, that answer was obvious, but he refused to admit it aloud, but inside his head he was safe.

I love him.

And as soon as that thought entered another one jumped over it.

If he loved me, he would let me do this.

If he loved me he would stop trying to fix me.

Some things are better left discarded and broken because even though you gathered all the pieces it will never be as it once was. All the little shards and sharp edges aren't pretty to look at. Its a defective puzzle that you have to force together. Nothing connects correctly. Eddward would never be who he once was years ago.

A vibration from his phone broke him from his thoughts and he reached his hand out of the tub to grab the discarded item on the floor.

'where r u?'

'Home."

'u skippd ur meet?'

'Yes.'

'u ok?'

…

No. I'll never be okay, but it's okay not to be okay.

Right?

'No.'

Eddward put his phone on silent and tossed it as far away from himself as possible. He heard it hit the wall and then he let himself sink further into his tub full of despair and disappointment with a hint of agony and self-loathing. Kevin had said it himself; he was sick of all the lies so Eddward gave him the truth. Why did he do these kinds of things to Kevin? Yes, he knew he loved Kevin, but was this how love was supposed to be? He'd been very adamant with Kevin from the beginning.

"I don't do relationships."

He'd made that pretty clear. He was a failure due to the lack of any type of relationship with his parents. How can someone love when the only love they'd ever been shown came in the form of lies and abandonment?

Eddward hated to admit it, but he was just like his parents. They preached love for their son, but never showed him any. They tried to provide for him with the essentials, but at the end of the day he still came home to an empty and broken home. How could he let someone in when all he'd been shown was how to push people out and lock the door behind them?

Kevin was always there. He's been there since the end of summer. Every time Eddward tried to push him away he came back. How soon until he ruined that and Kevin gave up? The thought of Kevin breaking up with him made his stomach turn. He didn't want that.

All Kevin wanted was to be with Eddward and he just made everything difficult. Kevin deserved better than him. And Eddward… well he deserved…

"Oh my God. Eddward!"

Eddward's eyes snapped open and he pushed his beanie back. That voice, it was so… so broken. He turned his head in the direction of the petrified voice which had startled him from his thoughts. Kevin was standing in the doorway. Terror was etched into his beautifully defined face. He was paler than normal and he looked like he was going to be sick. Kevin was frozen in fear for a moment, but quickly dropped his duffel bag and ran to the side of the tub. His hands reached out to cup Edd's face. Tears were brimming in his soft, green eyes and threatening to tumble down his cheeks.

You don't deserve this.

Kevin was saying words and forming sentences that didn't quite reach the recipient's ears.

I don't deserve to love you.

Kevin looked around the tub until his eyes caught sight of the tiny silver mechanism lying near Edd's feet. Kevin eagerly snatched at Edd's wrist and looked his arm up and down.

I couldn't do it.

Confusion followed by relief painted itself in Kevin's perplexed eyes.

I can't make you understand.

He'd tried before and Kevin never grasped the concept of cutting. Kevin was strong, but not strong enough to handle this. They would never see this in the same light.

Kevin dropped his wrist and pulled Eddward close before burying his face in the crook of Edd's neck. He felt a wetness beginning to coat his skin and Eddward choked on a sob of his own. Eddward squeezed his eyes shut.

Please don't. I can't.

How much longer would he pull Kevin down? This wasn't fair to him. Eddward needed to find his voice and say something.

"K-Kevin," he managed to say through a strangled sob.

Kevin pulled back and then crashed their lips together, but it wasn't like anything Edd had ever experienced before. This kiss wasn't romantic. It wasn't sexual. It was desperate. Like the last line of measure, Kevin could take to keep Eddward here with him. This kiss was to reassure himself that Eddward was here. Kevin began to pull away, but Eddward couldn't find the power to let him go so easily. He snaked his arms up around Kevin and pulled him in tighter. Tears were streaming down both their faces.

I don't deserve you, but…

It's funny how something as platonic as a kiss can make you realize that you've been taking something for granted.

I need you.

Eddward didn't deserve Kevin, he wasn't sure that he ever would, but he needed him now more than ever. He was finally willing to admit it to himself. Kevin made him feel alive. Kevin was there when he shut the rest of the world out. Kevin broke down doors to be at Eddward's side. Kevin…

"I love you Eddward. I-" Kevin said as he managed to break lip contact for a few moments before Eddward reattached their lips.

Kevin loved him.

Kevin pulled Eddward to his feet, but Eddward didn't posses the willpower to stand. He wobbled slightly and then Kevin did the unthinkable. He picked him up and carried him back into Eddward's bedroom. Under normal circumstances, Eddward would be livid and refuse to be carried like an invalid, but this… this was different. This was Kevin trying desperately to hold onto Eddward physically and emotionally.

Kevin slowly lowered Edd onto the bed and then crawled up beside him. Kevin had stopped crying, but he was clearly still fighting the urge to let more tears fall. He brushed his hand along Eddward's cheek as they laid side by side staring at each other. What was Eddward doing to this poor kid? He looked so broken, more broken than Edd felt. He didn't believe that was possible.

"Dee, please no more lies. I don't think I can take it." Kevin said in a broken voice that Eddward wouldn't have believed came from the jock if he didn't witness the words falling from his lips.

Eddward felt his vision going blurry with fresh tears which Kevin quickly wiped away.

"Please Dee. I need you. I need you to tell me whatever it is you think you can't say to me. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."

"I-I feel as if I'm falling apart." Eddward managed to say.

Kevin brushed a stray hair out of his face. "What do you need me to do?" he asked and waited for a response.

I can't keep doing this to you.

Edd sucked in his bottom lip and closed his eyes tight. He fought with the words toying in his mind. He needed to say it.

"Say something. Anything."

I need you, but I can't be with you anymore. I love you, but you don't deserve this.

That's what he wanted to say. That's what he had to say, but what came out was something entirely different.

"I love you."

It wasn't a lie. It was the truth. Just not the truth that needed to be spoken at that moment. Love can do some serious damage.

Kevin was right for Eddward, but Eddward was so wrong for Kevin.

Eddward grabbed Kevin by the back of the neck and slammed their lips together. Eddward was a double standard and a hypocrite. He'd been so upset when Kevin had used physical touch instead of listening to what Edd had to say, but now he was no better.

Except now he understood.

It was easier to allow your body to become a barricade for your emotions. It was effortless to push everything else aside and become a hollow shell. When your body feels pleasure or pain it drowns out everything else that happens around you. Because for just those few moments everything feels right and you don't feel empty or alone. For a short while you can rid yourself of all worldly concerns.

He didn't want to think. He didn't want to feel anything except for the body beside him.

Eddward allowed his hands to roam, he'd never been this forward before. His hands dug underneath the purple hoodie and scaled their way up the chiseled abs underneath the concealing fabric. Eddward needed this and Kevin showed no signs of stopping him. He pulled at the oversized sweatshirt and Kevin lifted himself up slightly to help in its removal. Once that was gone Eddward pushed him back down and crawled on top of him.

I need more of you.

In all their previous encounters it was always Kevin who took the lead. Kevin always claimed dominance over him. But now the tables had been reversed and Eddward was reveling in this new found control. It was like a blissful awakening he'd been dreaming about, but didn't know was obtainable. He felt Kevin run his hands along his back and Eddward snapped.

No. I'm in control!

He grabbed Kevin's hands and pressed them back down. No, Eddward needed this and Kevin needed to back down.

Eddward captured Kevin's lips once again in a fierce kiss. He pushed his tongue into Kevin's mouth without seeking permission first, but Kevin didn't stop him. Their tongues circled and swayed together in a beautiful harmony. Eddward pushed his hand underneath Kevin's hat and grabbed at the red locks of hair. Once he had a fistful he pulled tight and forced the jock's head back roughly. Kevin grunted and Eddward wasn't sure if it was from pleasure or pain. But those terms were interchangeable at the moment. Eddward broke their kiss as his mouth made its way down Kevin's collarbone.

Instead of kisses, he left light bite marks as he nipped at the pale skin. Once he reached the base of Kevin's neck he bit down hard which earned him a rough and yearning moan from the body beneath him. Eddward began to suck and tease the skin with his tongue. Kevin writhed underneath his grasp and it sent waves of pleasure surging throughout Eddward's body. Kevin's growing erection was seated between Edd's thighs and he felt Kevin bucking his hips in anticipation.

While Eddward held Kevin's head back with one hand he allowed the other to travel down Kevin's defined chest until he touched the top of his pants. Eddward quickly made fast work in unbuttoning and unzipping them one handed which was pretty impressive in itself. Kevin moaned again as Eddward removed his lips from the now dark bite mark. He marveled at his work for a moment before reattaching his lips to Kevin's.

Eddward could feel Kevin's arousal pulsing between his thighs and it ignited a heat within his own body. Eddward trailed his fingers over the top of Kevin's boxers and listened in wonder at the sounds the redhead was making between their rough kisses. Eddward's lips felt swollen and bruised, but this was all so new and exciting, invigorating even. This must have been why it was always so hard for Kevin to stop. He didn't think he could stop at this point even if he wanted to.

"Eddward," Kevin managed to let out and Eddward nearly lost it.

His name sounded so delicious when it leapt off of those lips. He reached down beneath the fabric cage and grasped Kevin firmly in his hand. Kevin gasped at the sudden touch and Eddward bit Kevin's bottom lip hard which earned him another enticing moan. Eddward felt Kevin's hands moving towards him and Edd broke their kiss to look at Kevin.

"Keep your hands to yourself or I'll stop. Understand?" He commanded.

Kevin gulped, but nodded. Edd smiled and then jerked Kevin's head back again and began sucking at the flesh beneath the love mark he'd previously made. Kevin's body was his to control and manipulate. Knowing that Kevin was falling apart beneath him turned him on even more. He gave Kevin's hardened member a light squeeze before readjusting his grip. He began slowly pumping and Kevin threw his head back in blissful euphoria. Soft moans along with Eddward's name escaped the redhead's lips and it only served as fuel for Edd to keep going.

He pumped him faster and faster. He could feel a warm wetness escape the tip and coat his fingers and he began to swirl his thumb in small nimble circles spreading the liquid.

"Dee!" Kevin cried out as he bucked his hips up in time to meet each thrust.

Beads of sweat began to form along Kevin's forehead. He was writhing for release, but Eddward wasn't ready to let him have that just yet. He clamped his teeth down hard on Kevin's neck which earned him another satisfying moan.

"Eddward, please. I-" Kevin tried to say, but Eddward devoured the words with his lips.

Eddward moved his grip faster and harder and with one final thrust he felt Kevin moan into his mouth as he found his release. Eddward felt the once hard member going slack in his hand and he released it and rolled onto his side so he could take in Kevin's entire state. His eyes roamed over the shirtless jock beside him who was coming down from his climax. Eddward smiled to himself as Kevin panted while his eyes were still screwed shut.

This was a side of Kevin he'd never seen before. A side which he could manipulate and dominate. Kevin was his and he'd laid his claim. His eyes traveled up to Kevin's neck where two marks laid nestled in his pale flesh. One was a deep, dark purple in the center which faded to maroon at the edges. The other was lighter. It was a dark red in the center which gave into a lighter red at the edges.

Eddward felt a smile creep onto his face as he continued to stare at Kevin's disheveled state.

"That was awesome." Kevin panted after he recovered.

"I agree," Eddward answered and felt a blush consume his face.

Kevin turned his head slightly so their eyes could lock, "so where did that come from?"

Eddward contemplated his answer for a moment. "Consider it an apology for ignoring you all weekend."

Kevin let out a short laugh and tried to lean over to give Eddward a kiss. Eddward quickly pushed away and held a hand up.

"Please clean yourself up before touching me. You're filthy." He said seriously.

"You're the one who did this to me," Kevin argued.

"Fine, I'll never touch you again." Eddward retorted.

Kevin reached out and grabbed Eddward's arm. He yanked him in close and gave him a quick kiss before he left the room to clean up. Eddward heard the bathroom door close behind the jock and his eyes grew wider. The razor was in the tub. Kevin was going to want answers. Kevin deserved answers. Eddward swallowed hard. He could do this.

Eddward scratched at his wrist absentmindedly.

-LunaMaye