New Beginnings Seem So Bleak

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Sorry if this sucks, lol.

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Louis slammed his keys on the table and screamed, "WHAT THE HELL?!"

And Louis really really expected Chase to stop, to scramble away from the boy, or to be startled at all in any way.

He however didn't expect Chase to look up and stare right into Louis's eyes as he thrusted into the boy's ass over and over until he hit his high and came inside the other boy.

The other boy scrambled away from Chase and stared dumbfounded at Louis as he went to grab his clothes. Louis felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his blood was boiling red hot.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" He screamed at his cheating boyfriend, tears rushing down his cheeks, "GET OUT!"

Chase didn't even bat an eye, having the nerve to kiss the neighbor on the lips before walking him out. Louis began throwing everything he could see at Chase, screaming and yelling out all of his anger and frustration and trust and hurt. His boyfriend shook his head, literally chuckling at the other boy until Louis started throwing his fists at him, jabbing him in the side of his face.

He snatched Louis's wrist and slammed him against the kitchen counter, "Don't EVER hit me."

Louis shoved him away, fisting his sweater and blubbering out how much of an idiot he was for trusting Chase.

"Why were you home so late?" Chase had the actual nerve to ask, taking this whole thing too calmly.

His broken boyfriend turned around, eyes red with anger and tears, "Who the hell do you think you are? Fucking the next door neighbor for what? Because I'm not good enough for you?! Well, guess what, sweetie. This is over if it hasn't been clear, I'm done. Get out of my h-"

Chase slammed his fist into Louis's chin, knocking him down on the tile floor with a loud thud, "Calm down, bitch. If you hadn't been fucking around with other guys, I wouldn't have been with Shane."

"I wasn't FUCKING AROUND!" Louis shouted before standing up and clocking Chase in the jaw, making a run for the door.

He didn't make it far, "Fucking slut!"

Chase didn't hesitate, tackling Louis to the floor and throwing punches anywhere he could. The other boy begged and begged for him to stop, but he didn't get a reply. Then he stood up suddenly, watching Louis break officially, tears rolling down his cheeks and no words coming out. He looked dead, pale and bruised, but Chase didn't care.

Louis attempted to stand, his legs shaking as he did, and he broke out, "Fuck you."

"Not this time." Chase sneered, walking towards him with an empty stare.

He then grabbed the back of Louis's neck and threw him onto the couch, grabbing his stuff and slamming the door when he left.

Louis held his legs to his chest and sobbed everything in him, crawling for his phone but ended up leaving it as he stumbled out of his apartment.

He didn't know how far he got outside until he found a free bench in a spare alley outside of the nearest coffee shop close to his building.

When he woke up, the sun was barely beginning to rise, and he felt like a large elephant was sitting on his chest. His eyes were droopy, and his hands were still shaking. It was cold, and Louis tucked into himself with the sweater he was wearing.

Not knowing what else he can do, he just made his way for the bus and rode to Harry's apartment complex, knowing he wouldn't be awake but at least he could try.

He slowly walked towards the building and set himself down on the steps, shivering still but he couldn't find the will to get up and go inside. Harry always left a spare key under the mat.

"Lou?"

He nearly jumped out of his skin, looking over his shoulder to see Harry standing there with no shirt on and a pair of old joggers riding low on his hips.

"Hey," Harry squatted down next to him and helped him up, "Why are you- oh my, you're shivering. Come on, babe."