THE SHADES OF BLACK [ DANIEL x CORBYN ]

nine

"I THINK I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU."

i said it, i had finally said it. holy crap did it feel good.

but the look on daniel's face didn't.

"what?" he asked. his left hand was gray, and right pink. nervous and love. good enough for me.

my hands were tucked around my back, "y- yeah, i don't really understand it, but i think it's a crush."

he shrugged, "look at your palms."

i shook my head, "uh, i'm oka-"

"it will help!" said daniel while touching my arm. i instantly flinched away, and he removed his hand quicker than the speed of light, "corbyn?"

"don't touch my hands, okay? i just don't want to look there!"

"corbs, i'm sorry, all right? i didn't mean-"

"don't force it! i've already said i'm okay!"

daniel seemed offended, "i was just trying to help..."

bitches black palms and fury, "actually- i- i don't know, anymore, i can't look at my fucking palms!"

"corbyn! we're on the playground!" shushed daniel. i shake my head, "i don't care! i'm so done with everything!"

mood swings are blown with the wind, "it's okay, corbyn, don't worry!"

i rubbed my eyes, and hoped he couldn't see the darkness. 

he didn't.

"no, it's not okay. and it will never be okay, ever!" i yelled. daniel's hands turned orange, scared, "you don't have to feel that bad about having a crush on a boy..."

i backed up, "you- you think this is about- oh my god. not everything is about you, daniel."

daniel was back to worry, "i never said it was?!"

i could feel tears prickling my eyes, but i'm not going to cry.

"please, daniel,"

and all of a sudden, he was on the ground, clutching his right hand painfully. i watched as his once pink hand turned dark blue,

pain.

his face was scrunched up, and it looked as if he was gasping for air. i got down, "daniel? daniel?"

he looked up at me, his eyes full of tears, before looking at his now dark blue hand.

that happened when you first experience a new feeling. you'd experience the feeling ten times worse, and then the color would graciously pop up,

that meant he's never felt pain before.

and i'm the reason why he now has.

daniel got up, and again, he clutched his left hand. this time it looked as if his stomach was causing him the pain, and his shaky eyes found mine through the pain. daniel gasped loudly, his hand turning brown.

empty.

daniel glanced between his two hands, before looking up at me, "i- i gotta- b- bye."

and he ran away,

never coming back.