text: This is my first story, so please tell me what I can improve on. It has boy x boy down the line, so if you're uncomfortable with this, don't read. There will be violence as well. Also, there are perspective changes. **Part 1: Overreaction** *\*Beep beep\** I opened my heavy eyelids, slowly rising out of bed. "What time is it?" I thought, checking my alarm clock. *11:00 am* I was late. I cursed, throwing on the closest clothes on to me. I didn't care that the clothes smelled like day-old unwashed feet, I had to go. I ran out of my house, panicked and out of breath. As I reached the abandoned station we all agreed to meet at, I saw my friends impatiently waiting for me. As I approached them, the most impatient of all noticed me and angrily stormed towards me. "Charlie", the name in quotation marks because we don't really know his real name. It's kind of a name we gave him. His hair was straight in most parts, until the end were they curl up slightly. Anyways, Charlie stormed up to me and started screaming his head off. "**WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU FUCKING BEEN?! THERE BETTER BE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR WHY YOU WERE 5 FUCKING HOURS LATE!!**" "Jeez...." I thought. "He screamed so loudly his text turned bold." "ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION, DUMBASS!" "I overslept," I sheepishly replied. His face was pure anger. "How the FUCK did you sleep until 11:00 am?!" He yelled at me. "Now, now, Charlie, it's pretty rude for you to keep swearing, isn't it? I bet that if your mom found out she'd be pretty disappointed!" said Alex, one of my friends. Alex was almost the complete opposite of Charlie. He was tall, had wavy, sandy brown hair, and he usually wears a mischievous smirk. He's one of the most attractive guys in our group. He had multiple relationships since high school. However, all his relationships always ended within a week, with the girl often left crying and heartbroken. By the way, when I said complete opposite, I mean it. Charlie was the loyal friend who had near-perfect grades. Alex was the playboy who couldn't raise his grades for the life of him. However, while he has horrible grades, he's one of the smartest people I've ever met. And, Charlie was the super rich kid. Alex was the kid who'd be lucky to have something other than takeout for dinner. He's broke, and often borrows money from us. Plus, Charlie is an orphan. "....You bastard," Charlie whispered in a barely audible voice. "Take back what you said." "And what if I don't? What're you gonna do, huh? Go tell your mom?" Alex smirked. He liked making Charlie angry. It’s a hobby of his. Charlie screamed and launched himself at Alex, fist-first, and would've landed a hit on Alex if it wasn't for Nicholas, who grabbed his leg and pulled him back. "Woah, what the heck? Stop trying to attack people just because of jokes!" Nicholas laughed. "As if you can tell me that! You literally killed someone because they insulted you!" Charlie snarled. "Well, that jerk had it coming!" Nicholas pouted. Nicholas was, surprisingly enough, one of the oldest in our group, at 27 years old. He has long, wavy, soft whitish-silver hair that he ties into a braid. "By the way, where is Damian? We're leaving any minute," I mused. "Oh, real talk coming from you, Miss I-overslept-until-11:00am!" Charlie shot at me an angry look. "Hey!" I shouted. "Hey, I'm here..Sorry for being late.." Damian mumbled. Damian is a tall and thin man with raven-black hair, violet eyes, and pale skin. He’s 27 years old, like Nicholas. He ran up to us, embarrassed for making us wait for him. He quickly apologized. “But where are we going? I have to go in 5 hours,” He sighed. “Aw come on, Damian! Even though it’s cool to be friends with an international pop-star, you never have time for us anymore!” Nicholas whined, shaking Damian. Damian blushed slightly from the contact, then pushed Nicholas away. He cleared his throat and stopped blushing. “Ah, what a shame. Damian blushing was pretty pathetic and funny,” Alex mused. “Is it just me, or are you gay for-” “Shut it, Alex. You can finish that sentence when you get a girlfriend for more than a week. Or is that too hard of a task?” Damian smirked. Alex gritted his teeth and balled up his fists, but after a few seconds, relaxed and grinned. “Of course it’s too hard, Damian! All the girls here are dense! They can’t see anything beyond my bad days! How can I keep someone who doesn’t look beyond the surface?!” Alex’s smile turned into a mischievous smirk. “But how would you know? You’ve never had the guts to talk to anyone outside our group that aren’t in the rodent family. What’s so fascinating about hamsters and rats, anyways?” The air around the two of them turned cold. I couldn’t tell what Damian was feeling. His face was like a blank canvas. Suddenly everything went blank for half a second, and everything returned to normal, with the exception of Alex. He was on the floor, shivering, and his hands was grabbing his face. His eyes showed pure shock. We all looked at Damian. His eyes were blank, and his face was splattered with blood. His gloved hands were stained with blood. He dropped something. It was Alex’s nose and the skin around it\*.\* We all were in shock. Alex was silent for a few seconds, as the reality hit him. He started screaming in pain, and immediately Charlie ran to his side and tried to help him up. By this time, the floor where Alex’s head was had a pool of blood, Alex’s hair and clothes were stained with blood, and his face had blood. Blood was running down his arms, and now staining Charlie’s shirt a dark red. A minute of tension between us and Damian and Nicholas. Finally, Damian opened his mouth, but quickly closed it again. Eventually, the second time he opened it, words spilled out. “That bastard deserved it." “THE ONLY THING ALEX DID WAS JOKE ABOUT YOU NOT TALKING TO ANYONE OTHER THAN US AND RATS! WHAT ABOUT THAT DESERVED YOU RIPPING HIS FUCKING NOSE OFF?!” "SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND A THING, ANYWAYS!" Charlie opened his mouth, probably to scream at Damian again, but he stopped. I didn’t understand why until I noticed. Alex was weakly tugging at Charlie’s sleeve, and Alex looked like he was about to pass out soon. Charlie quickly picked him up and ran off to the direction of the closest hospital. All we could do was hope Alex survives long enough to reach the hospital. We all turned to Damian and Nicholas, enraged that Damian did this all for a simple joke. We charged him, but before we could get to close, Nicholas stepped in and shielded Damian. “Move aside, Nicholas. We don’t want to hurt you,” Cassandra said. “I know, but don’t hurt Damian. You’d understand why he did all this if you knew what happened to him,” Nicholas pleaded. We all stared at them for a solid 2 minutes. "Whatever," I finally said in a flat tone. "Let's go home, guys." While we were walking home, we all felt an odd way. “What was up with Damian, anyway?” Cassandra whined, breaking the uncomfortable silence. “I bet he let the fame go to his head! He better not forget that he’s the weakest in our group!” Jay sighed. “He was always odd like that. He’s always been emotionally unstable, it was quite a surprise he became a celebrity.” “Whatever. Let’s talk about something else, okay?” I said, trying to break the ice. “Shut up,” they all snapped. We walked home in silence after that.