A little snippit...
Oct. 31st, 2007 07:21 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
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Title: Don't Try to Fix Me
Pairing: Matt Stajan / Kyle Wellwood
Word Count: 223
Rating: pg-13 for language.
Disclaimer: Not my boys, but I want to smish them nonetheless. Lyrics from Hello - Evanescence
Matty's POV
Don’t try to fix me,
I’m not broken,
Hello, I'm the lie living for you,
So you can hide.
“NO, Kyle! I don’t want to fucking talk about it!” I screamed at him. He wouldn’t leave it alone. I didn’t want to fucking talk about it. Kyle had his arms around me, and wouldn’t let go. I didn’t want to be touched. “LET THE FUCK GO!” I said, shoving him off me.
Kyle lost his balance and fell to the ground. Not too hard, but hard enough for him to get the message. He got up and stared at me like only he could, and it broke my heart…but I needed him to leave. Kyle sighed and was halfway out the door when he turned back to face me and said, “I love you…” And with that, he left, shutting the door behind him.
I don’t think I moved for a while after that. It could have been minutes, it could have been hours—I didn’t care, but eventually I lay down on the floor, curled up. My knees touched my chest, and I had my arms around them, holding them against me tightly. I didn’t know when the tears started flowing down my face, but at some point they did. I’m not okay… and I don’t know if I ever will be.
Pairing: Matt Stajan / Kyle Wellwood
Word Count: 223
Rating: pg-13 for language.
Disclaimer: Not my boys, but I want to smish them nonetheless. Lyrics from Hello - Evanescence
Matty's POV
I’m not broken,
Hello, I'm the lie living for you,
So you can hide.
“NO, Kyle! I don’t want to fucking talk about it!” I screamed at him. He wouldn’t leave it alone. I didn’t want to fucking talk about it. Kyle had his arms around me, and wouldn’t let go. I didn’t want to be touched. “LET THE FUCK GO!” I said, shoving him off me.
Kyle lost his balance and fell to the ground. Not too hard, but hard enough for him to get the message. He got up and stared at me like only he could, and it broke my heart…but I needed him to leave. Kyle sighed and was halfway out the door when he turned back to face me and said, “I love you…” And with that, he left, shutting the door behind him.
I don’t think I moved for a while after that. It could have been minutes, it could have been hours—I didn’t care, but eventually I lay down on the floor, curled up. My knees touched my chest, and I had my arms around them, holding them against me tightly. I didn’t know when the tears started flowing down my face, but at some point they did. I’m not okay… and I don’t know if I ever will be.