But I Don't Want To... (BxB)

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    Wynter:

    Display Spoiler


    Plot:

    Display Spoiler


    The blond headed boy was laying, face down on his bed. He'd been doing that a lot lately. A loud sound could be heard coming from the table beside his bed. He knew it was his hone, but he didn't care. He hadn't answered it fer weeks and he wasn't about to answer it. So the phone rang until it sent the caller to voicemail. Wynter paid no attention as the person began to drone on about whatever. He burried his face farther into his bedsheets and groaned. His stomach groaned as well. It was, in no way, shape, or form, happy with him. He hadn't eaten in three days, and what little he did eat wasn't very satisfying.

    Skyler or Sky to his friends tried calling agian. "Come on pick up." He mumbled listening to the ringing go to voicemail. "Hey it Sky, just checking in you haven't been at school for a few days and I'm getting worried. Anyway I'm gonna drop by on my way home." He hung up and pocketed his phone. Sky thought it was odd that Wynter wasn't answering. He looked at his watch sighing softly.






    (The picture is Skyler)

    Wynter only half heard what the voicemail had said. He just turned his head to the side, laying it on top of his arms. The blond stared at a picture on his wall that one of his friends had done for him a long time ago. He just stared at the drawing with sad, icy blue eyes. As he stared, he began to wonder what time it was. If it was already after school then Sky would be there soon. Wynter reached for the small, cellular device and picked it up, bringing it to his face. 3:04 his phone read. Which meant school was over. Wynter tossed his phone to the side with a sigh.

    Sky was walking the familiar path to Wynter's house. He thought about his friend as he walked. Within a matter of minutes he was at Wynter's house. He knocked on the door waiting patiently. Sky knew here a spare key was hidden if it came to that. When there was no response he tried again.

    Wynter heard the door the first time. He considered getting up and answering, but he figured if it was important that they would continue beating or let themselves in. The blond decided not to get up or bother with it.

    Skyler sighed and found the hidden key. He put the key in the lock and turned it unlocking the door. The pulled the key out and walked in. He set his bag by the door like every other time he came to Wynter's house. He made his way to his friends room and knocked gently on the door.

    Wynter heard the knock at his door. He shifted so he could look at it, but said nothing. He stared at the white painted wood knowing the only person it could possibly be was Sky. The blond sighed heavily, pushing himself up into a sitting position. His shoulders slumped along with the boy. He figure Skylar would just come in any second, so he continued to wait. He didn't really want his friend to see him like this, but he couldn't help that now. Plus, he needed someone right now, no matter how much he didn't want to talk to anyone.

    Sky opened the door and walked in. He looked at Wynter. "Are you ok?" He asked. He looked at his friend the fact that Wynter wasn't eating or sleeping well was painfully obvious. "Why do you do this to yourself?" He looked around seeing that it looked like Wynter hadn't even left the room.

    Wynter head dropped as his friend stepped into the room. He was scared to see his reaction. He heard the question and tried to answer, but he couldn't find his voice. The blond's hair fell into his eyes and years silently began to find their way down his cheeks. When the male finally got his voice to work, he whispered something. It was soft so Wynter wasn't even sure if his friend heard him. So he repeated it. "They're gone, Sky. They're gone." he managed to say only a little louder.

    "Who's gone?" He walked over to him. He sat back on his heels in front of his best friend. He hadn't been able to talk to Wynter for a long time so he didn't know what was going on. He never watched the news or tv for that matter.

    Wynter whimpered before answering. "M-my family, Sky.They're gone... d-dead." the blond said before hiding his face in his hands and crying. His mom, dad, and little sister had all died in a car wreck recently, and Wynter wasn't taking it well. They were the only people he had besides Sky. Wynter leaned against the wall beside his bed as his body was rocked with sobs.

    He hugged his friend close. "Why didn't you call me you could of stayed it with me."I'm so sorry." He knew that Wynter was fairly close to his family and how much it hurt him to lose them.

    Wynter wrapped his arms around Sky's neck. He gripped his friend's shirt tightly, and cries into his shoulder. The blond hated that he was alone now unless Sky was around. "S-sorry." he stuttered through tears.

    He consoled his friend rubbing his back soothingly. "It's alright." He let him cry on his shoulder. Sky held him close. "I'm sorry." He mummbled quietly.

    Wynter cried for a long time, when he finally finished it was later. He pulled away from his friend, his icy blue eyes meeting Sky's, "You don't have to be sorry, it's not your fault." he said, his eyes were puffy and red from all of the crying, The blond looked down at his hands in his lap, playing with the sleeves that were too long.

    Sky brushed one last tear away. He lifted his face gently his blue eyes meeting Wynter's. Before he realized what he was doing he leaned in and kissed him. Logic finally took hold, pulling away quickly he looked down at his dark jeans. "S-sorry." He barely managed to say.