Vroom vroom Alex and his extra little self drove all the way back to college and walked to his dorm. He unlocked the door and then locked it again… then unlocked the door again to then lock it again, then he finally got off the door and walked to his bed to hug his stuffed bunny and cry.

Ezekiel on the other hand was dumbfounded standing in a parking lot, but after about five minutes he called Shawn to ask him to pick him up, but he doesn’t have a car so that was useless. The only person that he was sure that they had a car and that he had on his contacts was Carlos, so yeah he ended up calling Carlos and I don’t know what he was doing probably sexting Gered or something. But he did answer Ezekiel and was ready to do a vroom vroom here comes a Car. He drove really slow though, like usual, so it took like thirty minutes… keep in mind that it took ten minutes for Alex to get home and bam Carlos is slow.

He did eventually get up to Ezekiel though and when he did he got into the car™ and probably had small talk with Car. And then it took another thirty minutes for them to get back, especially with Car’s driving anxiety and Ezekiel’s horrible backseat driving.

By the time Ezekiel finally got to the door Alex had downed a few too many pills and really wanted to just pass out at that point. He was groggy and ready to die except he wasn’t going to die, sadly for him.

Zekiel walked in the door after unlocking then locking except that he didn’t do it again like Alex did and looked up at where Alex was, “Alex? Are you alright?” he asked worryingly.

“What do you think!? I mean… never mind. This isn’t important anymore so just… ugh, just forget about this all… I just wanna forget. Just pretend I never existed so you can have a happier life without me…” he hugged his plushie as he looked down at it.

“Alex, what are you talking about!? I’ve been way happier since I started dating you! You- you don’t even know what you’re talking about- ugh! You just don’t get it! Why do you always think that I hate you!?”

“Stop it… I don’t wanna talk about it. Stop talking, I’m tired…” he groaned as he turned towards Ezekiel but only because he was uncomfortable.

“Then sleep?” he furrowed his brow.

“I wish it was that fucking easy…” then he turned back away from Zeke and tried to sleep.

Ezekiel looked around, eventually just getting mad at him for not even trying to listen, “Alexander whatever the fuck your middle name is Annabell Jones!”

“Uh, my middle name isn’t, ‘whatever the fuck your middle name is,’ it’s Leighton,” he turned to him again.

“Well how would I know that!?”

“Then what the fuck is an Annabell?”

“Your birth-last name? Me and Makaio were looking through the shit in his house one day and we found some names of the people that were related to him. Makaio then went to the bathroom and I’m pretty sure he threw up, he didn’t wanna tell me but I’m pretty sure he did.”

“Gross I didn’t need to know that and I don’t know who my real parents are and I don’t care who they are they just need to go fuck themselves.”

“Well actually they can fuck each other-”

“WELL ACTUALLY THEY DID FUCK EACH OTHER TO MAKE ME.”

Ezekiel just kinda stared at him because he didn’t think that was funny, “are you sure that you don’t wanna go see them? I wanted to see how you got so s e x y boi,” he smirked a bit.

The boi blushed, “shut up… I’m not cute… or sexy...” he sat up and covered his mouth.

He stood up on his toes, “yessss you areeee, and I wanna see your sexyyyy family.”

“Fine… but only if you kiss me a lot…” he moved towards the ladder, looking down at the ground, “should I get down there and kiss your facey-face?” he then looked at his sneaky af boyfriend, he just got outta a whole fight scene.

He rolled his eyes, “stop trying to be cute it’s not working on me, I saw what you wrote in that book.”

“But Shawn tries to be cute too! He really fails a lot but he’s more sinful than me! I want kisses and unlike him I deserve them!” he pouted.

“But what about Dom? Didn’t you kill him? Why should you deserve love from me?” he’s playing hard to get and Alex hates that rip.

“Because Shawn wanted to kill him too!” he jumped down from the bunk.

He sighed, “who cares about Shawn? Why do you care so much about him? Do you like him? Maybe you should get with him instead of me…”

“No I- I hate him! And apparently you care about him because you’re friends with that loser!” he huffed and walked in front of Ezekiel.

He grabbed Alex’s arm, “are you sure that you love me…?”

“I killed all three of those people for you! I think I deserve you for all of that! Well… yeah!”

Ezekiel kissed the other’s cheek, “okay that was the kiss good night~” he let go of his arm and walked to his bed not Alex’s though.

“That wasn’t a proper ki-”

“I’m sleeping now, shushhhhhh,” he wrapped the covers around him and over his head.

Then Alex the little baby started to cry, “b-but I wanna kiss…”

Ezekiel looked towards him, “Alex? Are you crying?” he sat up in the bed.

“What does it fucking look like!? Too much has happened today and I don’t even get anything for it!? It’s worthless! I’m worthless! I should just die!”

Alex, stop with this nonsense!” he stood up and started walking towards him, “you’re not worthless if anything I am! Alex you’re perfect, just the way you are…”

He shook his head, “no… stop… I’m not perfect… I’m more flawed than everyone that has ever existed…”

“But what about Shawn? Isn’t he like… a jerk to you or something? Like don’t you hate him? If you think anyone is flawed wouldn’t it be him?”

Alex looked to the side, “yeah but… I can make myself better… but I choose not to.”

“Then why don’t you change for the better? If you think that.”

“Because I don’t know how to… and I’m too scared to ask anyone… I don’t want anyone to judge me- i-it was nice of you to get me a therapy session and all… I thought one of those could help but I guess I can’t be helped…”

“Alex…” he put his hands on the other’s shoulders, “it’s probably just the therapist, not you. I know that you need someone that matches you… kinda like Brianna, she mixes well with you, we need to get someone that mixes well with you. Somebody that doesn’t fake anything, maybe someone that you can relate to or that can tell you about their life as well?”

He nodded, “yeah… fuck I wish you were a therapist…” he smiled awkwardly, “you’d be so good at it…”

“But I don’t wanna be a therapist,” he laughed, “I wanna be a cool police man that saves people and shit.”

“I know but… never mind. Can I just get a nice kiss and then we can sleep and cuddle together?”

Ezekiel nodded, “yeah but don’t forget to set an alarm for tomorrow, ya know, school.”

Alex picked Ezekiel up and gave him a hard messy kiss before walking with him to the bed and cuddling him before eventually they both fell asleep. Nothing really got solved in this story, but you know what maybe Alex will find a nice therapist eventually. Bye.