Delicate Was What We Were (¤Randy¤)

Part 1 ¤ Prologue

"why are you doing these!?!? " Andy screamed over the stormy night, his voice muffled as the lighting stuck up above. "please don't do this to me!! I have done nothing to you!!" he cried. Tears dripping down his face as the rain drenched him head to toe.

But none of it mattered to him. He shouted, "that's exactly what you've done to me! That's EXACTLY what you'll pay for Andy!"

"what...what are you talking about... " the rain slowed down, thunders starting to faint down.

"I wanted you! I needed you to myself! BUT you went to him! You went to that fucking idiot!! And for that! You're paying. " he lowered his gun. "Rye is lying to you. He thinks it's a game that he's winning", Scott wiped his wet face with his sleeve.

"don't you dare say that! You're the one who did this to me! You broke us! It's because of you that rye and I fell apart! I won't spare you! Andy launched towards Scott with a metal rod that was laying on the floor. Anger and guilt was already built inside Andy's head, his heart sinking in a guilty deep.
Andy's throw wasn't enough. His shove of the rod at Scott's head wasn't enough either. Scott blocked his move, pushing Andy to fall back.
"just remember Andy! I was once Ryan's friend. And he's just passing his time with you everyday, he doesn't you, he doesn't need you! You're not it for him anymore! " Scott lied with all his heart. That's what he needed to do. That's what he wanted.

Andy, on the other hand, was breaking apart, his heart falling apart like shattered glass. Sharp edges hit his head, his mind, his heart like poison. He was hanging on the cliff, he couldn't process the fact whether or not to believe Scott. Did rye lie....? No... It couldn't be...it can't be. Andy knew his love very well, but.........

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There they were,

Standing atop the building.

Gun aiming at the innocent fearful one.

Threatening to end the Innocent's everything,

The Innocent's love.

The boy who was -

Risking his everything

To save his "everything".

But a mere mouth -

That is silent,

Neither can do anything

Nor can save anyone.

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YEARS AGO :
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Year 2020

Peaceful.
Peacefully breathing. Laying under the warm comfy covers and sleeping peacefully. Sunlight coming through the soft thin cloth of the curtains and falling on his body, lighting up his blond hair.
A nice sweet scent of the balcony's Wisteria filling the house.
The sweet scent slowly and eventually becoming intoxicating, he wakes up.

Revealing the most beautiful sky shade blue eyes. Which Due to the sunlight changed to a lighter grey shade.

Stretching, he got up from bed and walked to the balcony following the wisteria's scent.
He thought it was Lovely.
It recalled him of his home back there.

He stood there, arms rested on the balcony's ledge, looked straight ahead. Watching the beautiful London city rise in the morning. The building's glass walls and windows glittering under the faint golden sunlight.
He closed his eyes and took a long breath taking in the fresh wind along with the scents of wisterias.

A soft smile came to his face.
The feels.

He goes back in to freshen up and get ready. Then to make his morning breakfast. After finishing everything he swings his bag onto his shoulder and goes to attend the institute.

The London Art Institute.