23-familiar eyes

Fern wanted to scream and get rid of the way his heart was hammering against his chest and the way the room around him felt so close as if it was closing in on him and his cowardly actions.

The burning sensation as what he had sworn to never touch glided down his throat made him worse.

He stared at the empty glass. He couldn't go home and see Theo. He was upset and had downed a couple of glasses of alcohol and smelled the part.

Fern was upset and mostly, frustrated and angry.

Fern wasn't ready and he wasn't sure just how he would avoid it or how he had thought agreeing would just make things return to normal, but his error had led to this and stupidity.

Fern knew what was wrong and didn't need anyone telling him what was wrong with him. He knew it and faced it every day. He was wrong. He didn't want anyone telling him about his feelings and he didn't need sympathy or ‘help’ and he didn't need her pushing him.