iluvsalfisher:)

you sulked in larry's room as he continued to click and tap on his flip-phone, you sat up on your elbows and looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"i don't think i've ever seen you message someone that much, not even me? do you have a girl-friend? who are you texting?" you asked, looking at him with a confused expression on your face.

larry only laughed, setting his phone down and look at you.

"no girl-friends, just my bestie, sal." he explained.

you gasped dramatically, acting hurt.

"i thought i was your bestie." you pouted.

"you are my best-friend, but sal is also my bestie." he chuckled.

"hmm.. i need to meet this sal person." you smiled, laying back down and looking back up to larry's ceiling.

"okay, what about you mrs. mysterious? you're over there sulking about god knows what?" larry wondered.

"well, i've been feeling lonely, you know? it seems like everyone around me has someone that they love, and can hold you close to them. then there's me, i don't really have anyone." you ranted.

"you have me!" larry threw his arms up as he spoke.

"every-time i try to cuddle with you, you push me away." you crossed your arms.

"i do not, remember that one time, we cuddled for hours and then you were the one that complained about getting too hot." he muttered.

"you refused to turn on the fan!" you huffed.

"anyways, moving on from this topic, i think you should meet sal. he's a great guy." larry smiled, going back on his phone to message sal.

-

it was the morning that larry decided you would meet sal, you slid on a black hoodie and some black shorts, putting a pair of tennis shoes on.

you dragged your feet into the bathroom, brushing your teeth and washing your face. after rinsing your mouth out with cold water, you brushed your hair and looked in the mirror.

you jumped when a loud knock erupted from the front door.

"coming!" you yelled, grabbing your flip-phone and pocketing it.

you ran to the door, swinging it open to see larry.

"good morning! did you sleep at all, or were you up all night jamming to music?" you laughed and he shook his head.

"i actually slept for a bit, but you know i can't go to sleep without a few hours of jamming." he explained and you nodded.

"well, let's go." you smiled, ushering him out of your apartment.

"so, where are we meeting up with your friend?" you asked.

"at the tree-house, he loves that place." larry answered and you nodded. "sounds good." you replied.

you and larry continued your conversation until you arrived at the tree-house, and with larry's help you climbed up the tree-house.

"i will never get over that height." you laughed, scratching the back of your neck.

larry stood up next to you, basically towering over you as you stood there awkwardly. sal had already been there, and you observed him with a smile on your face.

he had blue hair, larry had told you that he liked wearing them in pigtails, which you thought was so cool considering you don't really see that. although, this time, his hair was down. he had a prosthetic mask on, which larry also told you about. he was a whole head taller than you, and he was very pale. his veins almost transparent, as you could see them through his pale skin.

he was literally the love of your life and you just saw him.

larry cleared his throat, cutting the silence in half.

"oh, sorry." you chuckled nervously, your face heating up before sticking a hand out to sal. "my name's y/n! i'm guessing your sal?" you smiled, sal took your hand and nodded.

"yeah, how did you know?" he asked.

"larry talks about you a lot, good things of course." you answered and he laughed.

you looked down at your hand, watching as sal's fingers wrapped around your own. you couldn't help but blush a bit, he was too cute.

larry cleared his throat again, making it obvious that we were being a bit weird.

i laughed a bit before dropping my hand, looking up at sal again.

"so what do you guys want to do?" larry asked, and sal hummed in thought. "maybe we can go down to that fast-food restaurant and get some food, and then go to your apartment and watch some scary movies?" sal suggested and you nodded, looking at larry and basically pleading with him to say yes.

you knew that larry hated going out, especially when it was a public place. but you knew he wouldn't be able to say no to those adorable little puppy eyes.

he sighed, tearing his eyes away from you and nodding his head at sal.

"sounds like a good idea." he smiled, "let's go?" he asked, gesturing to the exit. we nodded, larry going down first. "promise to catch me if i fall?" you hummed, and he nodded.

sal couldn't help but feel a little bit of jealously at this, but also he found it incredibly adorable that you were scared to climb down a ladder.

-

"so, i know what y/n wants, but i need to know what you want sal? i can order for all of us." larry offered, "i'll just get a slice of pizza." he answered and larry nodded, going up to the register so he could order.

larry thanked the cashier before heading back over to us, "okay, it'll be out soon." he informed us and we all sat down, waiting for larry's name to be called.

"i'm going to go use the bathroom, i'll be back." larry muttered before heading towards the bathrooms. i froze when i realized that sal and i would be alone.

"so, how did you and larry meet?" sal asked, and you looked at him.

"oh- well.. it's complicated honestly. he was there for me when no one else was. i was basically living out on the streets. he offered me a place to stay, kept me fed, gave me a bed to sleep on." i explained, "that's so nice of him. he's helped me out a lot too." sal nodded his head as he spoke.

"yeah, ever since then, we've been inseparable. i don't even know why he has put up with me for this long." you laughed a bit.

"well, you seem really funny and nice. why were you all alone before you met larry, if you don't mind me asking?" he wondered, "well, i never really knew my parents. i was living at a foster-care for the majority of my life. but eventually, i just left. it was hopeless, nobody wanted me. little did i know it would be a little bit more rough not having a place to feel safe at." you explained.

"well, i'm glad you're safe now." he said, and although you had no clue. a small smile was placed on sal's face, he was generally glad that larry had taken care of you.

"hey losers, i'm back. word of advice, don't go into that bathroom." he muttered, a disgusted look on his face. you and sal burst into laughter as larry sat down, shivering from being in such a gross atmosphere.

-

you screamed when a jump scare popped up on the screen, basically throwing the blanket over your head.

"now what the hell was that?!" you screamed, squeezing the blankets in your hand as the movie progressively got scarier and scarier.

"jeez, i didn't know you were this terrified of horror movies, y/n." larry laughed, shaking his head and returning his focus on the movie.

once the movie ended, larry stood up. "well, i'm actually tired for once, so i'm going to go to sleep." he yawned, and you whipped your head around to look at him.

"aren't you going to walk me to my apartment? please! i'm way too scared to walk back by myself." you whined, pleading with him. this time, your puppy eyes and pouty lip did not work on him.

"why don't you guys just spend the night? we can hang out some more in the morning. just share the mattress." larry offered.

"o-oh, i mean i'm fine with that, as long as you're comfortable with it." sal agreed, looking at you.

your face instantly heated up, you were sure that you looked as red as a tomato right now.

"i mean, sure! i'm fine with it." you nodded.

you took your shoes off, placing them at the door and grabbed a blanket and stole a couple pillows from larry's bed, causing him to grumble.

you laid down on the mattress after getting the blankets and pillows situated for both you and sal. you've never slept in the same bed with another person, let alone another gender. if you don't count larry at-least, but he was your best-friend, so technically he didn't count.

"are you sure you're okay with this?" sal asked and you smiled, nodding your head.

"i trust you." you chuckled.

sal nodded, returning your smile before turning around, his back facing you.

"goodnight besties." larry muttered, yawning and closing his eyes. you snickered along with sal, resulting in a groan from larry.

-

you woke up to the sound of a camera flicking, "now isn't this just adorable-" you heard larry whisper, you looked up, seeing the weirdo taking pictures of you.

"larry, what the-" you gasped when you felt arms tighten around you. your legs hot and sweaty, as they were tangled around another pair of sweaty legs.

your legs felt like jelly as they hung off the side of the building, but the adrenaline that bubbled up inside you kept you still. the wind blowing your hair back as you looked at the view.

it was so pretty here at night, too bad it would be the last time you see it.

you felt a single tear-drop roll down your cheek, quickly wiping it off. if only things hadn't come to this.

you ran your hand over the rough scars on your wrists, people always told you that things would get better, but they never do, do they?

you jumped when a door slammed shut behind you and you turned around to see a pale boy, he had long blue hair, it was so pretty. he had a prosthetic mask covering his face.

"oh, hello..?" he greeted, looking around to see if there was anyone else around. were you hanging out here with friends? were you intoxicated? sal had no clue.

he finally came to his senses, seeing how close you were to the edge of the building. there was no way you were just hanging out here. you had no phone, no bag, no belongings with you.

he knew what you were planning.

"i'm coming up behind you, i'm not going to harm you. i just want to talk." he informed you, he didn't want to shock you and have you fall off the side of the building.

what you didn't expect was for him to sit next to you, his slightly longer legs hanging down.

"you know, i used to be in the place you are now." he started, "you feel like nothing can stop the seemingly never-ending pain, right?" he asked. you looked at him, tears welling up in your eyes.

you nodded, watching him as he bit his lip.

"well, i've been through it too. i'm telling you now, there are other ways.. you can't just bottle everything up. you can tell someone, tell anyone, even a stranger." he smiled, "so why don't you start off by telling me?" he offered.

"do you really want to hear it?" you asked, and he nodded.

you and sal were spending the day in bed, cuddled up next to each-other. his eyes were focused on the television in front of him until you pushed yourself up a bit, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

you studied him, his hair was getting a bit longer, as it laid against his shoulders. his mask sat on the night-table.

you were utterly in love with this dude.

you heard both you and sal's phones vibrate as they sat tucked away in the drawer.

you know that sal didn't want you guys to have phones for the day, but a weird feeling had settled into your something, almost like your gut was telling you something.

"hey, what're you doing? i thought we agreed to no phones?" sal questioned, and you slipped your fingers around your phone.

"i have a bad feeling, sal. i really bad one." you mumbled, turning on your phone where you were instantly met by messages from larry.

from larry,

goodbye, y/n. pls don't blame this on urself.

from larry,

tell sal i said goodbye

from larry,

i have 2 do this, i don't want to b here anymore

"sal, we have to go!" you yelled, shoving the phone into his hands. he read the messages and instantly pressed the call button as you guys ran out of our new apartment, luckily, you guys wanted to stay close so we were near addison's apartments.

"larry, pick up." he muttered to himself, continuing to press the call button, but he was met to the tone dial instead.

"sal, let's just focus on getting to him, okay?" i hummed and grabbed his hands, we ran as fast as we could.

when you guys arrived at the building, you made a beeline for larry's room. sal was in front of you, running as fast as he possibly could.

when you guys got to larry's room, you didn't see him.

"no, no, where could he be?" you started to panic, tears welling up in your eyes.

"the tree-house?" sal asked and you nodded.

when you guys climbed up the ladder, you found that the treehouse was empty.

"sal, what if he's not even here? what if we're not able to find him?" you rambled on and sal shook his head, "we haven't checked the bathroom yet. come on." he spoke, determined on finding larry.

he grabbed your hand and helped you keep up with him, and when he busted through the locked bathroom, you gasped.

"oh my god." you cried, throwing a hand over your mouth.

sal instantly dropped down onto his needs, feeling larry for a pulse.

"he has a pulse, we need to figure out what he did, look around." sal demanded and you nodded,

pushing everything violently until your hands caught on to what larry had done.

"sal," you mumbled, he turned to face you, he looked at the empty bottle of pills that sat in your grip. "sal, i need you to hold him over the toilet, face down. i'm going to try and get him to throw it up." you informed sal and he nodded.

"are you sure you can do this, y/n?" sal asked and you nodded frantically.

"there is no time, sal. we have to do anything we can or larry could die in minutes." you whispered, sal quickly moved to where you needed him.

you looked at sal with frightened eyes before taking two fingers and shoving them down larry's throat, you looked for his gag reflex, but failed a couple times.

sal started to look like he was panicking, he couldn't look at larry's body as he held him up.

"sal- sal, give me your fingers. i can't reach the back of his throat." you frantically explained.

sal wasted no time in positioning his hand, you straightened his fingers and pushed them deep into larry's throat, instantly removing them when you heard the sound of larry throwing up.

"larry, larry- can you hear me?" you asked, when he was done throwing up the remnants of the pills.

you saw a small movement, as he moved his head to face you. you smiled when his eyes slowly opened.

"oh my god, larry." you cried, wrapping your arms around him. sal also wrapping his arms around the both of us.

you and sal had hung out all day, by the end of the day, you wanted some kind of sweet, which led to you and sal making desert.

you held the knife as you sliced the strawberries in half, sal washing them and then handing them to you. you watched as he plopped one in his mouth, chewing it.

"sal! we need those." you giggled as you gently hit his shoulder causing him to laugh.

"fine, fine.. i won't do it again." he breathed out, continuing to wash the sweet fruits and handing it to you.

when you finished decorating the sweets, you looked back to see sal plopping another strawberry in his mouth, chewing it.

before you could say anything, his hand found your jaw, pulling you closer to his mouth. you locked lips with him, instantly tasting the sweet juice from the strawberry.

you jump when you feel cold fingers run over the scars on your thighs, looking over to see sal watching you closely.

"are you ever going to tell me what caused these scars?" he asked you, his movements slow as his thumb rubbed over the bumps.

he knew that you self-harmed in the past, he just wanted to know what caused you to feel like you had to.

"you can trust me, y/n." he smiles.

but you only shake your head, picking at your fingers as he sighed deeply. he removed his hand from the scars, the cold air replacing his hand.

"i don't understand, you trust me, right?" he asked, "of course." you answered.

"then why can't you tell me? i want to help you, comfort you, and tell you that it'll be okay. but you won't let me." he explained.

"sal, i appreciate it-" you started, but you were cut off.

"are you forgetting that i'm the one with the prosthetic? you've seen my face, right? you know what happened to me, why can't i know what happened to you?" he ranted.

you don't know why sal was acting like this, usually he was calm and collected. he would never pressure you to tell him something like this, he wouldn't compare his trauma to yours.

"sal, that's not the same.." was the only thing you could think of as a response.

"you've seen my face, y/n. larry has hardly seen my face before." he continued, "and you can't even tell me about some measly scars." he let the words slip right out, causing a frown to replace the emotionless look on your face.

"fine, you want to know what happened, sal? want to dig up old memories that i don't want to remember? there isn't any one answer that will answer your question. but if you have to know, i was bullied, pushed around, my parents hated me, told me that i was worthless and that they didn't want me. i was harassed so many times, and so much more." you ranted, tears falling down your face, as it heated up from embarrassment.

"i didn't tell you cause i didn't want you to know, it's embarrassing." you cried out.

sal has never felt so bad in his life, as he watched his lover sob over something he caused.

"it's not embarrassing, y/n. none of that stuff was your fault, and these scars-" he said, as he ran his hand over them. "are so beautiful, you are so beautiful. you're worth everything to me, i love you so much. i'm sorry for pushing you to tell me. but i think it's only fair for you to learn more about what happened to me?" he hummed and you wiped away the tears that have fallen down your cheek.

"you really mean all that?" you asked, your insecurities fading away as he hugged you.

"i really do. you're so beautiful, y/n. i don't deserve you." he said, leaning down to kiss the scars that you did yourself.

you couldn't help it, happy tears sliding down your cheeks.

"man, you've turned me into a crybaby." you chuckled, sal taking his thumb and wiping away some of your tears.

"do you guys ever let go of each-other?" larry chuckled as he grabbed a marshmallow and impaled it on his stick.

"not really." you smiled at sal as he continued to hold you in his warm embrace.

"you guys are so in love, it kinda makes me sad that i don't have that." larry huffed.

"didn't you have a girlfriend like- last week, larry?" sal laughed.

larry rolled his eyes playfully and held the marshmallow over the fire, watching as the marshmallow began to bubble up and turn brown.

"you know, i'm sick of third-wheeling. you want to know why? because, i'm starting to enjoy my time here with you guys. even if you're all lovey dovey." he playfully rolled his eyes.

"please, you love spending time with us." sal breathed out.

larry wouldn't admit it, but he loved seeing his two best-friends together. larry has never seen sal smile more, and since he's dated y/n, he's become more confident in taking his mask off.

"what time is it?" sal asked, larry pulling out his phone to check the time.

"two in the morning." larry answered, before tucking his phone back in his pocket.

"wanna pull an all-nighter?" you asked, looking between your boyfriend and your best-friend.

"you always have the best ideas, y/n." sal commented, removing the buckles of his mask to slide it up and give you a kiss on the cheek.

you shivered as the cold air nipped at your skin as you stood up, lately the apartment has been so cold and lonely. it was never like this before, not when sal was here with you. 

it’s not like he broke up with you or anything, he just was never here anymore.

you sighed as you walked to the kitchen, you cooked dinner for yourself, deciding on just having some spaghetti. 

but no matter how long you tried not to dwell on the thought, it kept coming back to you. 

was i enough for sal?

you started to wonder if he was mad, did you do something to upset him? say something? anything? you couldn’t remember, and frankly, you were quite sure that you didn’t say anything to upset him.

so why was he never home? 

you jumped when thunder shook the apartments, the lights flickering a bit before returning to normal. you really didn’t want to be home alone tonight. 

you finished cooking your dinner and sat down at the table with the warm plate, it smelt really good. you’ve always been a good cook, sal really loved it. 

you finished eating quickly and washed your dishes before heading upstairs, turning off the lights as you passed them by. 

you sent sal a quick text, wondering if he’d even respond. 

to sal,

will u be home soon?

you sat, phone in hand as you waited for him to message him back. usually he’d message you within seconds, always excited that you took the time to message him. 

but after ten minutes passed, you set your phone down and got comfortable under the blankets, a few tears slipping down your cheeks.

you cried silently as you heard the rain hitting the building, strangely comforting you.

you knew sal was busy, but didn’t he have time for you? 

not to mention, you were always worried when he never messaged you back, you knew how he was. he’s always out and about, exploring everything he came by. what if he were to get hurt?

you knew that he was with larry most of the time, and larry wouldn’t put him in any danger. although, the thought of sal getting injured always crossed your mind once or twice.

speaking of larry, an idea popped in your head. you instantly picked up your flip-phone and selected larry’s contact.

to larry,

hey :) is sal with u?

you waited patiently, and you felt a small vibration inside your hands, signaling that larry had messaged you back. 

you quickly looked at his message.

from larry,

yeah, what’s up?

you wasted no time sending the next message,

to larry, 

can u ask him when he’ll be home? 

you waited for a couple minutes, giving larry time to ask sal.

from larry,

he didn’t give an exact time, just said that he’ll be home soon

you bit your lip, frustration overcoming you.

to larry,

okay, thank u gn 

at this point, you were sure that you weren’t enough for sal. your insecurities surrounding you and seemed as if they were suffocating you. you closed your eyes, trying to stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks.

but it was too late, you fell asleep, your heart aching as you sobbed under the sheets of your empty bed. 

                                           a cute lil time skip <3

you shivered when you felt cold air seep under the blankets, your eyes slowly opening, looking for the cause of the blankets moving around.

“sal?” you whispered, looking at the dark figure next to you. the moonlight illuminated the room as you watched him remove his prosthetic.

the smell of weed was left on him, it didn’t bother you though. 

“i’m tired, y/n. can we sleep?” he mumbled, and you felt the ache in your heart grow more painful. 

you looked up at him as he threw the blankets over his body, you couldn’t take it anymore. you stood up, pulling your shorts down a bit before heading downstairs and getting situated on the couch. 

more angry, salty tears fell down your face as you laid on your side, facing the couch. you curled up into a ball and closed your eyes, trying to go back to sleep. 

“y/n?” you heard sal’s voice echo in the empty room. 

“i thought you wanted to sleep.” you mustered up the courage to express your feelings, the words coming out coldly. 

“why are you sleeping on the couch?” he asked.

you sat up and looked at him, an angry expression on your face.

“because, sal! you haven’t talked to me in weeks. yeah, we sleep in the same bed but you leave every morning. i never get to see you anymore.” you cried, tears of frustration running down your face. 

“i’ve been busy, y/n. larry and i-” he started, but you cut him off. “i know, i love that you and larry are hanging out more, but sal- i want to be with you and i want to have time together.” you whispered, attempting to wipe away the tears that were running down your face, only to be replaced with more tears.

“i don’t know what you want me to say, y/n. i can’t help that i’ve been busy.” he muttered and you shook your head, wiping away more tears.

“am i not enough for you, sal? if you don’t want to be with me anymore, we can break up. i don’t want to hold you back anymore. lately, it feels like i’m just an obstacle that your forced to avoid.” you whimpered, letting out all your bottled up emotions. 

sal felt his stomach drop, and he instantly made his way over to you. he sat next to you and brought his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.

“i don’t want to break up, i love you, y/n. you’re the best thing thats ever happened to me. i’m sorry i’ve been making you feel like this.” he apologized, taking the time to press you against him and press his lips against your face, multiple times. 

his actions caused your face to heat up, but you were still upset.

“i just wanna be enough for you.” you whispered, he wasted no time in correcting you.

“you are enough for me baby, you’re more than that, okay? i don’t deserve you, not when i’ve been treating you like this.” he sighed, rubbing your back as you cried. 

“just promise me that you’ll be here tomorrow, and spend more time with me?” you looked up at him, as he pressed a thumb against your cheek to wipe away a few stray tears.

“i promise.” he smiled, hugging you once more. you returned his smile, and he grabbed your hand, leading you up to the bedroom where you cuddled with him all night.