Gabe stared at the water bottle for a long moment before gently taking it and setting it to the side. "I'm used to being hurt, I always get hurt. Diego was like my brother, he disappeared, reappeared, then disappeared again. Xavier dies, turns out he didn't, he became a fucking mermaid and is apparently a delinquent, according to rumors. Angelo... hell, I still have feelings for him! We broke up but he's too damn perfect! Stupid pretty boy scout." Gabe let out another sob, slapping his hand on the floor.
"Now I'm sitting here, avoiding him, because I can't keep my stupid emotions in check long enough to be a good friend. He needs help and I can help him but I know where we stand is a mess and one of us will get hurt. And he doesn't deserve to get hurt so I'm gonna be hurt again but if it means he isn't, it's fine!"
"Now I'm sitting here, avoiding him, because I can't keep my stupid emotions in check long enough to be a good friend. He needs help and I can help him but I know where we stand is a mess and one of us will get hurt. And he doesn't deserve to get hurt so I'm gonna be hurt again but if it means he isn't, it's fine!"