Felix's POV
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I shut the door behind me and glance out at the street I've walked hundreds of times to see Cry. My world comes crashing down every time I take a step on that road. I let a tear roll down my cheek and land on the grass under my feet. I take a step towards the road without thinking. I see a car in the distance. I let myself walk a little bit further as the car quickly approaches. I take a deep breath and stand on the edge of the sidewalk, only a step away from the pavement of the street.

Arms wrap around me and pull me back forcefully. I fall on top of someone and they pull me down with a tight grasp. I watch the car pass as my arm begins to sting with the force I was pulled.

"FeFe, what are you thinking?!" A firmilur voice urgently asked.

I yank myself away from the body underneath me. I stand up with hesitation. I look back behind me to see Cry laying on the sidewalk. His arms covered in blood from the rocks digging into his skin.

"You have no right to call me that." I managed to whimper out letting more tears fall down off my chin.

"Felix, come on. I still care about you, why were you about to kill yourself?"

"Because I'm useless Cry, I shouldn't be alive. I just ruin everything I touch."

"Felix.." Cry quietly said standing up slowly.

I let my head fall as my fists clenched tightly. Cry hugged me tightly and pulled me against his chest.

I absent-mindedly hugged him back letting my sobs become heard. I pulled at his shirt while crying into his shoulder. He laid his head on mine trying to comfort me to no avail.

He kneeled down slightly and picked me up by my knees so I could continue to hug him.

"I'm taking you home Felix." He said softly.

I nodded slightly while letting myself relax my joints and release the grip I had on him.

He walked to my house while holding me close to him. My crying never stopped, just calmed down slightly.

He sat me down on the chair in my front yard and kissed my forehead before sitting next to me. I looked over at him after a few moments. His face full of worry. Why does he care about me? I'm not worth anything. I looked down at my hands that were now covered in Crys blood.

"We need to clean you up Cry. You're covered in blood." I say looking over at him.

"It's fine, I deserve it."

I stand up and hold out my hand for him to grab. He looks up at me and smiles slightly before taking my hand and walking with me to the door. I grab the key and unlock the door letting him in first. I take him to the bathroom and start washing off his arms, picking out each individual rock left in his forearms.

"You need to take off your shirt. It's ripped slightly." I say without paying attention.

He quickly slides off his shirt while I take the bloody rag to the sink to wash off. I glance over at him and quickly examine his shirtless body before recollecting my thoughts. He blushes slightly, then stands up and turns around for me to clean his back. I wipe all the blood off and take out the rocks. Applying cute bandaids to each cut.

I put everything away and don't even realize he's standing next to me. When I look at him, I smile slightly expecting him to smile back; but he doesn't, instead he grabs my shirt and pulls me to him and locks lips with me. My eyes widen in shock before my mind processes the situation. I push him away and recollect my thoughts.

"What are you doing? We broke up." I ask quickly.

"I know we did, but I just need to relieve my stress." He says emotionless before tightly grabbing my sides and kissing me forcefully.

I don't have any fight left in me, so I let in happen. He pulls off my shirt and pulls me into my bedroom. He pushes me on the bed and shuts the door behind him.

(A/N)
Sorry this is so late, I forgot to update. I plan to start making another part soon, so please understand. School is making me want to die. Anyways, I will see you guys later :)

Buh-bye!