āIf I donāt make it out of hereā¦ā (to Sebastian)
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āblaine?!Ā blaine what are you TALKING about?!ā sebastianās lips parted as he pressed the cellphone to his ear, eyebrows furrowed. blaine hadnāt talked to him, live, in a long, long time. they traded texts here and there, but this was the first time sebastian heard his voice in months, and even so, he was pretty sure heād never heard it quite thisā¦ terrified.
āblaine? what is going on? do i need toāā he interrupted himself as blaine talked, loose words bouncing in his brain as he grew numb. schoolā¦. trappedā¦. shooting. his voice missed him for a second. the only answer in his brain, a desperate, begging, NO. because this couldnāt be happening. not to blaine. not now. not ever. not to someone heā
āSTOP IT.ā he demanded, his voice barely coming out, a throat whisper, before it grew in anxiousness.Ā ādonāt you dare. iām. iām coming over.ā he was sure he wouldnāt be able to enter, but heād be waiting for blaine outside. he couldnāt. he COULDNāT justā¦Ā āi donāt wanna hear it.ā maybe heād find a way to get in. but what if doing that only risked blaine MORE? by drawing attention to where he was? sebastian swallowed, thickly and could feel more than air lacking him as he struggled, his hand shaking softly even as it held his phone almost at the point of shattering it.Ā āyouāreā¦. youāre everything.ā he cut himself, trailing off because he couldnāt bear to finish it.Ā āblaine. donāt. please. please donāt hang up.ā he begged him, as he had already jumped to his feet and was grabbing his shoes and car keys, heading for the door.Ā āiām gonna be THERE. iām gonna WAIT for you. you come and MEET ME, okay? you DO that.ā he begged him, as his handsā trembling increased, while he stumbled his way downstairs. his heart beating against his temples. he had to get there.
