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The Taste of Touching Glass

The Taste of Touching Glass

~Tony's POV~

'Bye!' I called to the Fuentes family. Mike and his parents were gathered around the outdoor table, assorted types of alcohol in their hands. I hadn't had a drink all night because I had to drive home. Mike blew me a kiss and I blushed, to his amusement.

'Bye honey!' His mum called. I waved and exited through the gate. Mike and I had had another date. This one was 'meet the parents'. It was a bit redundant since I frequented his house when we were on tour and had already met his parents but he had insisted. It made a bit of sense, because this time he presented me as his boyfriend. It was a good night all round, except that I was tomato red most of the night and not at all in my comfort zone. I drove home, thinking of him. I missed him already.

My phone buzzed as soon as I though that. I was at a red light, and I glanced down at it. It was from Mike.

I miss you already xo

I smiled to myself, and sped off as the light changed to green. The next light was green too, and I continued on my way. The world went dark and my last thought was of Mike.

~Mike's POV~

I finished my beer and walked inside. My parents absolutely adored Tony, but were a bit confused about why he hadn't been more talkative over the course of the night. I laughed to myself at this. It was very obvious. He had been shaking like a leaf and dropping things all night. Nerves did that to him. I flick on the television, hoping to catch the end of some sort of sporting game.

Switching to the sports channels, my blood runs cold. I feel my heart jumping up into my throat and the blood's pounding in my ears. I tighten my grip on the remote and my knuckles turn white. The whole world spins and I almost black out. On screen, breaking news is showing. A familiar blue car is almost folded in half around a black one. The shot changes and there's a cameraman running towards the blue car. They peek into the front seat, and there's my Tony, lying unconscious, blood pouring down his head, the ghost of my name on his lips.

Notes

Story and title cred: The Sky Under The Sea - Pierce the Veil

Comments

I'm crying so much. Oh my god. Great story, you're a beautiful writer. I'm glad I read the epilogue.

you'll_be_okay you'll_be_okay
12/6/14

@c0l0urfultears
Poor Tony and his memory loss ;~;

@Honesty's_Lies_
That was the aim. Not really. Just a side effect of the ending.
c0l0urfultears c0l0urfultears
11/13/13
I started crying reading the last two chapters. ;~;
Honesty's_Lies_ Honesty's_Lies_
11/8/13
@c0l0urfultears

all of them that I've read one of them ends up dying ahhhhh...lol