Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
It tore at him in cycles: anger, then longing, then a deep, aching emptiness that made even getting out of bed feel impossible.
By Thursday, Kyle noticed. Dominic was skipping lunch again, sitting alone in the library with a book he wasn’t reading. Kyle found him there between classes.
“You look like shit,” Kyle said quietly, leaning against the bookshelf.
“Thanks,” Dominic muttered without looking up.
Kyle hesitated, then sat across from him. The library was mostly empty, just the hum of the AC and distant hallway noise. “This is what I was talking about. You’re letting this mess you up. We’ve been best friends forever. Don’t throw that away.”