the pair were lying in the other’s bed, both awake as
they stared into the darkness that filled the room. their
relationship seemed to be quite complicated nowadays,
sometimes they would kiss and makeout and others
they would act just as regular friends did. it confused him.
the other made him feel special, as if he were theirs, but
then when the next day rolled around, they wouldn’t speak
of it. his emotions overwhelmed him and he felt as if he
was being led on, used if you will, just for their pleasure.
“friends SHOULD sleep in another bed.” he spoke quietly,
breaking the silence between them. “and friends SHOULDN’T
kiss me like you do. -- if were friends... why do you... why do
you make me feel like we’re more than that?”