A Past Of Secrets (APOS)

Chapter 5: Secrets that need to be told

Grian sat there for a moment thinking about what to say.."well I went to highschool in Tokyo high.. it wasn't well the best place you could go because it was full of psychos-" he laughed a bit at how he said it "I had two close friends since childhood.. Sam- and Taurtis, taurtis has black hair headphones with a black red and blue design like his eyes since he has heterochromia (because yes✨) one red one blue eye" (again because ✨***yes***✨)

Scar : so basically sam used to be your friend?

"You.. you could say that yea.." Grian said hesitantly because Sam was his friend at one point yea "well mostly there was alot of suicide and murder in my highschool years-"

Xisuma: Grian thats horrible!

"You didn't let me finish X-eye-zuma ,so sam kinda lost his mind and stabbed Taurtis then made me pretend to be him and at one point forced me to eat plastic?" He said trying not to alarm them

False: im sorry- WHAT!

Doc:so he forced you to eat plastic and stabbed your best friend making you pretend to be him?

"Yea basically that-" Grian replied not really knowing what to say and if it was the correct thing to say "then when I was supposed to leave taurtis got into a coma and lost his memories and that moment we switched roles.. he believed Sam so now I was taurtis and he was me.." he stopped talking and just looked at them not knowing if he should continue.

"Grian, that's-" Ren, the dog hibryd started but was quickly cut out by the now standing avian.
"Ah, but I managet to escape with my friends's help, so, there's no need to reminiscent on the past now!" The prankster said rapidly and with so many emotions overlapping eachother that it was hard to see what was the real emotion some might think that on the winged hermit's face was dread, others would say it was sadness, others disgust, and some would even say it was only a mask. However, none of them would be in the wrong here. While Grian said that phrase, he remembered everything that he had to go through after he escaped that dammed high school and that dammed city. Sure, he had some good memories there but those were locked in a far corner of his head. The corner that he hates the most. The corner where the small happy moments from his years of trauma resides. The corner of memories that made him hate the persons who hurt him less and less everytime he remembered those small happy moments...

"Are you ok, Dove? Do you want to go home?" Asked Scar in his gentle and calm tone.

Grian snapped out of his thoughts and nodded quickly, knowing well enough what that meant. They'll go and cuddle togheter and he would get free pats on the head and Scar would get to preen his wings. He loved that, they both did.

Scar looked at Grian with concern as he nodded quickly and they both knew that it was time to go home and to get some comforting cuddles. They soon found themselves in Scar's home, surrounded by his soft plushie toys and cozy pillows. Grian curled up in Scar's lap as their wings gently fluttered against each other and curled around both of them, providing a soft warmth. Scar sighed and smiled, gently rubbing Grian's wings as they both remembered the comfort they always found in one another. They knew that no matter what happened, they'd always have each other. It was one of their promises.

As Grian and Scar relaxed in the comfort of each other's company, Scar couldn't help but be worried. In double life, Grian had avoided his affections like the plague, yet now they were like a pair of nesting hens. He wondered if he could help his avian in any way, even through he didn't know exactly how.

His thoughts are smashed by a pair of wings gently slapping him on the arm, asking to be pet more. Scar chuckled to himself and began gently preening Grian's wing, a sure sign that he was content. Grian made a content sound and snuggled closer to Scar, his head resting on his shoulder as the sun set outside.

But despite their close bond, Scar couldn't help but worry about Grian. As the sun set, he couldn't help but wonder what was going through Grian's head. What didn't his lover tell him about anything? He could've helped if he knew. I should've known, I should've see it sooner. I should've helped.

Scar began to doubt himself as questions bubbled up inside his mind. Was he a good enough lover for Grian? Was he deserving of Grian's love and affection? Scar couldn't escape the feeling that he wasn't good enough, that he should've known before. He began to question his own worthiness, and the doubt within his mind would only grow. Would Grian be better off without him? Would Grian be happier with someone else? Would he-

His train of thoughts is stopped by a soft purring sound from his lover. And Scar's face softens and he  lays both of them on the bed, covering them with the warm blanket.

They stayed like that for hours, sleeping. Soon, the rest of the server came to the land of dreams. Unaware of the treath right outside their server barrier.

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Ok, this took longer than expected. But it's here!

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