(Pico's POV)

(Sorry I don't know how to add pages)

Years. I haven't seen him in years. But why do I have to see him because of this reason?

I swallowed hard as I said, "Really don't want to so this but-"

"Wait! I- Uh! Rap battle?" He quickly said as best as he could without his voice wavering.

I agreed, we pulled out our microphones, then we started to rap. He chose the first song. By coincidence, the song was called "Pico." My name. The beat sent my heart racing. I wondered, Is it actually a coincidence he chose this song? Or does he want me to know he remembers me? Whatever he was trying to do purposefully or unintentionally, I had to focus. I shook my head, inhaled deeply and got ready got ready for my part.

"So girlfriend, w-what was the score?" Boyfriend asked nervously.

Silence. Plain silence. I hoped he had won. Another part of me was telling me he had to have lost. Just then, she spoke.

"You beat him by one point, Boyfriend." Girlfriend sighed gratefully.

Boyfriend chuckled nervously. He smiled joyfully knowing he might have been lucky. His smile made my face feel warm. Trying to act tough, I said, "We still have two more rounds."

"Ah..I forgot about that. Heh." He giggled, trying to act cool.

The two rounds had passed. I had won the second round, he won the third. My heart hurt. More than hurt, it felt like someone had just ripped my heart out of my chest. I thought he might have recognized me.

"That was a lot of fun, Pico." Boyfriend said.

P-Pico? He knew my name, he knows me. He remembers.

"You do remember me." I gasped.

"Yeah, how couldn't I with that second song, you played it all the time." He smiled as he fixed his hat.

"It was nice to see you again." I softly spoke.

"Yeah.." BF said.

There was some silence still the girl spoke.

"Uh, care to tell me who this is babe?" She spoke.

My heart sunk. My mouth went dry. And I felt like i was screaming inside.

"Oh yeah, Pico this is girlfriend, Girlfriend this is Pico."

"How'd you guys meet?"

"We were-"

"Childhood friends! Childhood friends, thats how me met." Boyfriend giggled nervously.

I felt hurt but I knew why he didnt want her to know the real way of how we knew each other.

"I should be heading out now." I said, as i kicked a couple of rocks.

"Y-yeah.." Boyfriend said.

"Bye."

"Bye.."

I woke up around 6AM to my phone ringing.

Ring Ring* " Urgh.." "Who's fucking calling me at 6AM in the morning?"

Slowly, but surely, I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and answered it.

"The fuck you want?" I hoarsely said.

"Oh, did I wake you? S-Sorry."

"Boyfriend?" I said, my voice suddenly softening.

"Y-Yeah. Probably should have waited a little while before calling you this early in the morning." He chuckled.

"Mmm.." I mumbled.

"So uh, I have a question."

"Go ahead," I said getting up and starting breakfast.

"So uh you know how you were hired to kill me?" He quickly said.

"Mhm."

"Well do, do you kill people for a living?"

I started coughing from choking on my coffee.

"MM!" I mumbled trying not to choke anymore.

"Oh my god- Are you alright Pico??" He asked worriedly.

"Y-Yeah.. Just- *Sigh* I kind of do. I was just kind of good at it, so I took as a hitman."

"Oh. O-ok. Well, uh, do you still live at your old apartment?"

"Yeah, why."

Just then the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door and opened it. It was him.

"Hi Pico." He smiled wearily.

"Hi.."

We talked, and he asked strange questions. Such as "How many guns do you have?" And "Where do you keep your Knives?" We were all fun till I heard the doorbell ring. I got up, walked over, and opened it.

"What..?" I openmouthingly said.

"Hi Pico." Boyfriend said.

"Wha- But- You're already here..!"

"What do you mean?"

"You-"

I turned around. And screamed.

I woke up, eyes fluttering. "Mm.."

"Good afternoon, Pico." A sly voice said.

"Who..who are you..?"

"An old friend." She grinned.

As my eyes adjusted, I gritted my teeth. It was Cassandra. An old rival of mine. I thought i had killed her.

"What do you want Cassandra." I growled.

"It's not what I want. It's want he wants." She chuckled, "He wants..Ha..him dead."

I knew exactly what she meant. Daddy Dearest had hired me as a hitman. And I failed to kill him. Boyfriend.

"What-What does she mean Pico?" BF said.

"Remember?" I said.

"I- Oh."

"So now, I'll torture you slowly till you bleed to death."

"Lord. Of course."

She walked towards Boyfriend. Immediately my adrenaline kicked in. She hadn't tied my feet. Before i even got up and broke the nots, boyfriend was bleeding badly and tears specked the corner of his eyes.

Before she even knew i had thrown myself onto her and started punching her. She screamed. I got stabbed in my leg but that didn't matter. I was going to protect him, no matter the harm. I had killed her once again.

I sighed. Then turned back.

"Boy-Boyfriend-" I muttered, "I'm-"

"It's- It's okay." He mumbles towards me, "Just, can we g-get to a hospital..?" He whimpered slightly.

"Shit, of course."

I carried him down the 4 flights of stairs as quick as I could. He whimpered softly and shoved his face into my neck. I looked around the area and found a telephone. I called 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My friend and I are injured, my friend very severely."

"Do you know your location?"

"Ah, erm, the abandoned school by- by-"

"I know what you're speaking about, they're on their way."

I waited for some hours before they came down to the groundfloor. *Ding*

"Hi." Boyfriend smiled as he saw me.

"Hey."

"We're going, right?"

"Mhm."

I groaned. A bit upset, a bit of pain.

"What's up?" He asked.

"We can't take the wheelchair.." I mumbled.

"Oh? What hospital are we at?" He questioned.

"Cardsin's."

"My house isn't that far, if you could carry me..?"

I felt myself turning red.

"You don't have to if you don't.."

"No, no, it's fine."

Some minutes later after struggling to pick him up, we got moving. He pointed where to go. I went and aftet a few blocks we got there.

"The key is under the mat."

"Mkay."

"Ow-!" I yelped.

"You good??" He stood up a bit.

"Yeah, yeah. My leg just hurts.."

"I have numbing cream in my medical cabinet." He said.

Alright.

During the past 2 days Igot him medicine, food, and whatever else he needed. I took care of him. It felt like we were together again. Kind of.

"Picooo!" Boyfriend yelled.

i smiled. I knew he wanted something.

"I'm coming!!"

I hopped down the stairs, walked into the living and locked eyes with him.

"Hm? What do we need?" I asked.

"I'm hungry.." he mumbled.

smiling I said "You ate some minutes ago."

"I did?" He grinned.

"Yeah." I chuckle.

"So..Can you make me some food?"

"M-Me?" I asked.

"Yeah! I loved your cooking Pico! Probably still do!" Boyfriend joyfully said.

"I don't know.." I said.

"Please!!" He begged.

"I..fine.."

(Boyfriend's POV)

I couldn't help but smile while he cooked me food. He was so worried. I also was. Girlfriend was coming back in a week. I wanted to spend time with him more. Tell him how I really felt.

"Hope you like it." He said.

"Probably will" I smiled wearily.

I sighed and set the plate down.

"What's wrong?" He said.

"I uhm. I-" I choked on my tears.

"Girlfriend's coming back in a week..and-"

That's when I broke. Sobbing.

"HEY! It's alright!" He said, quickly coming to my side.

I sobbed harder.

"Shit-" he said.

A slow but barely steady breathe, I said "I love you."

"What?" He said.

And that's when I kissed him. He seemed panicked begire he realized what was going on. He leaned it, grabbing my waist. He pushed his chest into mine and we held it there. After a bit he pulled away. Being a bit out of breath, he and I layed there. Staring deep into each others eyes.