I Have To Lie To Everyone To Keep My Secret (BxB)

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    Wynter nodded and walked off. He headed towards his room, waiting for Rome. Once they were both in his bedroom, he found a large, black binder. The blond sat on the bed, patting the empty spot beside him as he looked at his friend.

    He smiled and went to her jumping down and landing on the bed happily looking over her shoulder. "Let me ass the master pieces," he said happily

    Wynter smiled at him then looked at the binder. The front was decorated in band logos and skulls, along with a few small, cutesy things here and there. He opened the binder to show a picture that depicted a guy sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking down over crashing waves.

    Wynter smiled and glanced at Rome before turning the page. The next one was of a girl of their age, hugging a torn up teddy bear close to her chest. The words 'save me from myself' were written around her. He looked at the picture himself, wondering if the other knew what it meant. He kinda hoped he didn't.

    Rome knew but he didn't say anything even from the first picture. "Your very talented wynter, gifted," he said looking at them closely wishing he knew why she was hurting herself so much. What caused this pain.

    Wynter blushed, a little embarrassed. He smiled at Rome, "Thanks." he said softly snf turned the page. This picture was of a teenage boy, also their age, and a little girl a good few years younger than them. They were holding hands and smiling. The surroundings seemed to be some sort of park, but had a blurry/faded effect to it. Wynter knew who the people in the picture were.

    He smiled at the boy holding the girls hand it seem a bit better but not that good feeling. The art work was perfect and the messages in the pictures were strong but sad too. "Who's your model?" He asked him

    Wynter shook his head, "I don't have one. Its all studying anatomy." he smiled. "Here." he flipped a few pages to some happier. A puppy and a kitten curled up together, seemingly sleeping. "Here's something a little happier." he told Rome.

    He smiled at the two sleeping,"your a great artist and I hope you go far with your work," he said happily. "Though are you hurting yourself?" He asked being serious.

    Wynter's eyes widened. He didn't look at Rome, but his eyes had that sad glimmer return to place. "W-well its been awhile..." he trialed off. He didn't want to lie to the other. If you looked at his arm you wouldn't be able to tell because he'd learned how to cover his scars with makeup and he always made sure to do that.

    Wynter stared at the floor and shook his head, "I can't promise that." he said. He knew if anyone found out about him he'd break that promise without a second thought. People would hate him and be disgusted by him and pick on him, which was the entire reason he did it in the first place.

    He shook his head,"your skin is soft and frail don't damage it with perminate marks," he said taking one hand and looking at her wrist his eyes focused on her wrist till he gently rubbed at it till the make up came off slightly and he saw the light scar of one. "If you have the urge send me an SOS and I'll come running no matter where I am," he promised her his eyes soft gentle and meaningful.

    Wynter looked at him from the corner off his eye, "I doubt you'd want to when I truly need it." he said the words without thinking about it, but he didn't care. It was true. That was always when people just up and vanished, when he needed them more than anything. He sighed, hanging his head.

    He took her chin in his hand cupping it softly so she was looking at him,"don't put me with everyone else, I'm not like them," he told her his tone stern but also calm and gentle

    Wynter looked at him, "Now do you know? You don't know me. You know me better than anyone else, but not completely." he sighed again. "I'm sorry. Its just hard to believe anyone would accept me if they really knew me." he murmured.

    He gave her a reassuring smile,"and I hope I get to know you fully and I want you to know me," he said letting his hands fall away from her.

    Wynter nodded, "Me too." he said. H didn't know if he'd ever be able to tell Rome, but he could only hope there would be a chance when they were closer and he maybe wouldn't be mad about it.