"Please Tyler no!" The younger boy yelped as the older one threw his stuff out.

"Yes just leave! Don't come back I hate you Ethan!" The older said as he pushed the smaller boy out of his house.

"Tyler it was an accident. I'm sorry!" The younger said sobbing.

"Go! Please..." The older said his voice cracking. Tyler hated seeing people cry even though he hates Ethan.

What happened exactly?

Ethan accidentally sent a text to the wrong person.

Ethan said he hated the older boy but he didn't. The small boy had no money or place to stay. The older gave Ethan their photos together.

All of them.

The young cried as he saw a photo of them holding hands on the beach. Ethan sniffed as he felt alone.

He sat alone.

Was alone.

He wanted an end to this. It got darker out. He wanted to do it but he was scared. He wanted to fly. Ethan cried himself to sleep.

When it was morning he saw a figure. A person. They were shaking him.

"Ugh what." The smaller boy said turning his body to face the red head. Ethan sat up.

"Aren't you Ethan Nestor?" The red head said. Ethan nodded.

"Well come with me." The red head said.

"How can I trust you!" The young boy said shaking.

"You should just come with me." The red haired boy said.

"No! Go! I deserve this!" Ethan said to the red head.

"I know I'm a stranger but I want you to come with me." The boy said.

"Go!" Ethan screamed confidently, "You heard me!" The blue haired boy mumbled angrily.

The red head left silently. Ethan suddenly regretted what he did. He felt bad. He was long gone by now. He did what he wanted to do. Ethan saw a nice building to go on. Ethan found his way to the roof. The rooftop was nice a good view of cars, trees, and people. He was about to fall of but someone pulled him up. He had green hair.

"Don't do this!" The green haired Irish boy said. (he's a smol bean)

"Why not my boyfriend left me to die well my ex boyfriend." Ethan said shaking. Ethan cried and the Irish boy comforted him.

"Don't take this risk." The Irish boy said.