My mouth opened before I could register what I was saying.

"Why were you with them, Tony?" My voice wasn't goofy; it was cold and edgy.

"It is not your business," Tony flatly replied, shutting me down.

What came next shattered my heart in two, and I regretted every word that came from my mouth…

Meanwhile, in the background, the music was quiet, as well as all the drive to our place where we spend our free time and escape from our reality. I sat silently, leaning my forehead against the window and staring blankly at the street, which was quickly unfolding before my eyes. Everything was passing quickly, and I was unable to catch anything, the smiles of the strangers vanishing before my eyes.

Just like how my life was passing by me...

"We've arrived," I heard James say, his voice pulling me from my short trance.

I nodded, and the moment I slipped down from the car, a hot breeze hit my skin. Like me to that point and even an insect will be set on fire just being under the burning heat. The cemetery seemed alive, surrounded by flowers and vividly green grass.

This place made me feel serene.

I felt James' arms around my shoulders, pulling me toward our tree. Anthony was already there, sitting on his jacket and leaning against it, under the shadow of its crown. He opened a can of beer, and in one gulp, he looked like he had finished it.

"You should not drink," I said, staring at the can. He raised an eyebrow and gave me a nasty glare.

"I do what I wish."

I frowned, and in that moment, I kneeled in front of him and smothered him with all my affection. "Cheer up, baby boo." I clapped my hands and then hugged him again, brushing my body against his. James snorted and put in his earphones.

"Stop calling me these silly names, Sebastian," he scoffed, sipping then from the can.

"But... you like to be called cute names by me in bed." I winked and turned myself, sliding slowly between his legs and placing myself in a comfortable position. I wrapped his arms around my waist and lean my back against his chest.

"Sebastian, stop moving so much..." he whined, mumbling something else that I didn't understand.

"You like it. I know it!" I turned to see his face, but instead of a blush, my eyes met a flat expression and an irritated gaze. I stood and sat on my knees between his straddled legs and stared into his eyes. He was hot, and he always made me feel fuzzy inside.

I reached his face and caressed his cheek with my thumb, approaching him slowly. Pecking his lips, I wait for him to give me an entrance to deepen my kiss.

"I love you a lot," I suddenly blurted out, feeling my face heat up, and Tony's eyes widened. James gasped in horror, while he dropped his phone in the grass. I waited, while a smile blossomed on my face as I saw Anthony.

I reached toward him, feeling my heart racing, but he just pushed me back, making me feel perplexed. Embarrassed and lost, I started to ruffle his jet black, short hair, gazing deep into his onyx eyes.

"Sebastian, stop fooling around. I don't know what you're doing, but to me, you're nothing more than a stress relief and just a simple friend."

His voice was slightly husky and filled with anger. His eyes were cold and unreadable.

No emotion flashed through them. They were not like they once were when he was with me; Not like today when he was in the hall with them.

"Chill, dude. I was bored and wanted to..." I turned, gesturing something with my hands, while inside my heart dropped. I felt another crack, like an earthquake shaking inside of me.

James' stare made me look down as I was forcing myself to be cheerful, feeling ashamed all of a sudden. I let out a loud laugh, holding my hands to my mouth and noticing where I was. James shook his head and went back listening to music.

It hurt. I loved Anthony. I knew I shouldn't have. We were just fuck buddies for along time, or at least I was to him. For me, however, it became much more intimate than a fast fuck, which is what he called our nightly meetings.

I craved his warmth, his embrace, and his scent.

Suddenly, I felt Anthony's body shifting to the side. He had his head sunken into my back, and he pulled me slightly to the side, hiding.

"If you want to..."

I felt his hand over my mouth, and he whispered for me to shut up. James, confused, did the same when Tony made a sign to hide. I could hear voices they were low, but near us at the same time. Anthony was practically out of view. I struggled to get up and see why he was hiding, and my curiosity was itching me badly.

A few meters from us, I could see Sky, who was lean, by a guy's chest. He had his arms around his torso, kissing his neck and talking with someone. My jaw dropped when I saw my gym teacher, holding a boy in his arms. He looked sick, and he could barely stand on his legs.

His face was white, and his hair was covering his eyes. I tilted my head, realizing that he resembled someone I once knew. For some reason, my heart was racing, and the moment my eyes landed on him, a knot in my throat choked me.

He was thin and short.

"Why are they here?" I whined, but Anthony gave me an ugly glare.

"Stay down, stupid. I don't want to be seen with you..."

My head snapped to face him, and he stopped. Why had he used that harsh tone towards me? This morning, we were fine, weren't we? I nodded, and he let go of me, pushing me aside...

"Why is being seen with me such a bad thing?" I asked him, still trying to sound jolly. Tony snarled at me and punched me in the side, pain erupting through my body.

He turned to me and gripped me in an embrace, sinking my face into his chest and hiding my flushed face from James.

"Don't dare to even breathe..." he threatened me. I stood there feeling his heart beating fast. He was always sweet to me, and he was my best friend. I felt my eyes burning, and I knew I could not hold in my tears much longer. However, I refused to cry.

Not anymore in front of someone. I cried enough, and everyone bashed me.

A few minutes later, they left. Anthony let go of me and looked around. "What was all of that?" I heard James standing up, and he looked at Tony with an eyebrow up.

"Nothing..." he trailed off, while he leaned back against the tree. When he wanted to reply back James received a message and made a sign that he had to go. I waved cheerfully to him. "Call me..."

He turned a bit, like he was debating whether to come back or walk further.

The moment we were left alone, I glanced at him, as he pushed me into the grass.

"Hey..." I shouted, rubbing my left side where I was punched. "It is still hurting, idiot."

He rolled his eyes and continued writing a message. I tried to peek, but I was discovered.

"Get me a soda and stop annoying me, Sebastian."

"I'm not your servant," I huffed, but I complied. I could see a smirk on his face, and his eyes glittered, while our eyes met when I returned. A chill passed through my spine. I gripped the can of juice and sat near him, resting my head on his shoulder and playing with the string from my hoodie.

Anthony continued chuckling while messaging, making me feel like I was there an extra, invisible.

"I'm sorry I said I love you," I mumbled, but he didn't say anything. "Why do you act like this?"

"Like what?" he shouted as if I was irritating him. "Just let me breathe for a second. You're clinging to me. Call me. You're just someone I use for a fast fuck and that's it, you f..."

I just froze, staring at him. His tone was high, cold, and filled with rage towards me.

"You're my friend..." I tried to say something but I got interrupted.

"No wonder you act like a retarded fuck after what happened today. Stay away from me, you freak."

I felt my jaw trembling. Who was this boy in front of me? What was he talking about?

"I don't understand. Forget what I said..."

"Forget? You change guys each night, I bet. You're like a slut. You disgust me, Sebastian. Don't ever touch me..."

"If I disgust you so much, why did you fuck me each time?"

"I was drunk. It's been a hard time, and you cling to me like a whore, rubbing all over me. Each time, you were just a distraction which should have stopped before this. I do not love you, boy. You make me sick," he snapped at me.

At that moment, I felt rage, as I burst out into tears. He looked furious, and at that moment, I felt scared. He was serious. I felt a sting in my face and a ring in my ear. Next thing I knew, I was at his feet, holding my stomach and coughing.

"Don't you come near me anymore. We're done," Tony said, and he stormed away, leaving me in pain in the grass. The sun rays burned my skin. At that moment, I let out everything I was holding inside, crying and shouting until my throat was hurting me.

"It was only you." I curled into a ball and closed my eyes, crying. "It's always been only you..." I loved him so much that it hurt each time I saw him with his girlfriends, but I knew he would always come back to me.

He couldn't have been so shallow and wicked. There must have been something else. He would come back to me; today, he was just upset.

That thought shackled me, and I held my stomach, standing up and wiping away my tears. He liked me; his eyes didn't lie every time we kissed. They didn't lie when he stroked my face and stared into my eyes, whispering sweet things.

If it all was a lie, I didn't know how I'd breathe anymore.

"I love you!" I shouted in the blissful serenity of the cemetery, the single witness of my shattered self.

Trembling, my body moved without me for a few seconds; my mind was in bleakness. I opened my eyes and shuddered. I was in front of a grave. Near the stone were fresh flowers—salmon colored roses.

I gently touched the stone, my fingers caressing the person's name and the year of their death. He died when he was a kid. He was younger than me, seventeen. It was the same grave Sky and Mr. Muller stood in front of it while the strange boy in his arms was crying.

My heart ached agonizingly. A flash passed before my eyes; blood was everywhere and a sharp pain passed through my body. I felt frail and fell to my knees, throwing up.

"Ivan Alexey Hal,"

I whispered with a raspy voice before everything became dark before my eyes.

Double uploading because last one will be tomorrow. Saturday Iwont be posting until Sunday. Well you all know the drill: one  chapter per day, beside the weekend when I might not be on.