Blue's chest burned with indescribable intensity. His entire body trembled as he wheezed.
Tear drops splattered on the asphalt ground, rolling down from Blue's eyes.
"No, hah, it can't be. Winter w-wouldn't…" Blue tried to convince himself that he'd seen wrong.
He shook his head in denial.
Winter couldn't chest on him. Winter loved him. Winter lovedhim. Winter promised that he'd never get tired of him. Winter wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.
It didn't make any sense for Winter to cheat on him.
And yet, the image of Winter cupping Kendall's face replayed in Blue's head. His thoughts began to spiral, his mind conjured up more images of Winter doing intimate things with Kendall behind his back.
Kendall had told him that he didn't like Winter anymore. And that he wasn't the type of person to get in between other people's relationships, so why?
Why hadn't he pushed Winter's hand away? Why hadn't…
