Like a phoenix.

- Kaizers POV -

I groaned as I rubbed my forehead. This fucking headache..

I got out of bed and rolled my eyes as my stomach growled. I stumbled downstairs and rubbed my temples as the memories of last night came in flashes...

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I was standing on the bridge.. leaning forward when a hand suddenly grabbed my shirt and pulled me back. I groaned as I laid on the ground on top of the fucking idiot that pulled me to safety.

'Why don't they fucking get it..' I grumbled as I stood up. I turned around, ready to yell at the person that wanted to be a hero. I froze as my eyes made contact with Thobias'. He was looking at me in shock and fear.

"What the fuck dude! Are you fucking insane?!" He got up and pushed my shoulder as he caught his breath.

I scoffed and glared at him.

"Why did you pull me back?"

"Why the fuck were you about to fucking jump?! You would've died!"

I looked at him like he was a fucking idiot. "That's the point."

"... You're fucking insane."

I sat on the ground against the railing of the bridge. I sighed as I hugged my knees to my chest.

"I hurt Ethan."

Even saying it out loud, hurt. Everything hurt. I gritted my teeth.

"... so you just decide to kill yourself? What the fuck? Did you torture him or something? Look dude, I've hurt him too, but you don't see me killing myself!"

"You just don't get it." I said bitterly.

"You're more fucking obsessed with Ethan than I thought.. jesus." He scoffed and sat down next to me. He looked up at me.

"Ethan isn't a reason to throw your whole life away for."

"He is my whole life." The words that he said pissed me the hell off.. how could he care so fucking less about Ethan? Everyone who hurts him are better of dead..

He stayed silent and stared in front of him. Suddenly, he stood up.

"Come on."

I frowned. Like I would EVER go anywhere with him..

I picked up a rock and threw it at him.

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After that, the memories stopped. Guess my brain was too drunk to remember that shit.. oh well.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water with some pain killers. After 30 minutes, I sighed in relief as the headache went away. Fuck being hangover. Well, better not drink so much again...

I grabbed my phone and checked it. I saw that Ethan sent me some tiktoks, an add, a notification from a game that I haven't played in years and a message from an unknown number. I frowned and clicked on it.

Unknown number:

'Yo suicidal shithead. I'm gunna guess u don remember last night so lemme make a summary for you!!! You tried to kys, I save ur life, I bring u home, u threw up all over me. Fucking thanks.'

I groaned, irritated. I ignored the message. I checked the time and noticed it was 3 pm already.

'Perfect time to visit my baby with an apology..'

I visited the store first before I went to his house. I knocked on the door. I heard some footsteps and the door opened 10 seconds later. I groaned, annoyed, as I saw his moms fugly head.

"Ethan?"

She rolled her eyes and walked off, leaving the door open for me. Huh, surprising. First time we don't have a whole fucking fight.

I walked inside and took my jacket and shoes off. I walked upstairs with my bag and knocked on my love's door.

".. Ethan..?" I said in a quiet voice. I heard some shuffling and the door opened. I looked at his tired face. His eyes were all droopy, hair messy, and the clothes he was wearing were ridiculously cute. A simple black t-shirt with batman sweatpants.

Him and batman...

I smiled carefully, not knowing how he would react after last night.

"May I come in? I can leave if you want. I'd understand it."

He gave me a slight glare and gritted his teeth.

I smirked in my head, knowing he couldn't refuse. I was the only person he could get love and affection from, so he wouldn't deny me.

To my not surprise, he stepped aside. I slowly walked inside and sat down on his bed. His room was quite simple. He had a 4 wall bedroom. 1 wall was dark grey and the others were white. He had a mid closet, a small desk where he could study, and his bed. He didn't have a lot of stuff.

Fits perfectly by him. Simple, but cozy. Can't wait to have my hands on him again. Not in a sexual way. Never gonna do that shit again. I just wanna cuddle. Leave me alone.

I sighed.

"Can I give apology gifts, or nah?"

"... no."

"Then I'll just leave my bag here and you can decide when you wanna raid it."

"... okay."

He walked over to the bed to sit down, but changed his mind and sat at his desk. I felt a pang of hurt as my heart clenched. He doesn't feel comfortable around me. He hates me. Shit.

"Ethan I-"

"Save it."

God, that made me angry. This was his defense mechanism. I know that my baby doesn't like talking about his emotions, but it's unhealthy as fuck.

"No. Listen to me. I should've never done that. Jus- just tell me how you feel. I need to know."

"How I feel, huh?" He chuckled bitterly.

"Well I feel fucking harrassed, first of all. Second of all, betrayed. Third of all, uncomfortable. But still a fucking part of mine forgives you. Be fucking grateful, you pig."

I fought back my smile.

"Thank you. I swear I will never hurt you again. Never."

He smiled slightly. God, he was just too kind-hearted and naive to stay mad at people.. my poor baby. Fuck.

".. Gimme the presents."

I smirked and opened the bag. I pulled out a bush of roses, chocolate, potato chips and a small box. My smirk turned into a smile as I saw his eyes light up.

"Cute."

"I can still kick your ass out."

"Would rather have you kissing my ass."

"Perv."

I smirked and handed him the small box. He opened it and stared in shock. His cute little face turned into a frown as he held a necklace up that matched with his bracelet. I got up and stood behind him. I gently took the necklace from his hands and clisped it behind his neck.

God.. the urge to just mark his neck.. no. He's still traumatised. Just wait. Have patience.

I sighed and reluctantly took a step back. I sat back on the bed.

"Ya like it?"

He walked out of the room and I frowned. After a few minutes he came back and he had the 200 dollars that I gave him in his hand. He pushed it in my chest. I was about to argue, but he stopped me.

"The necklace and bracelet are both way much more money than the wolf. Take it."

I sighed and took it. Little did he know that the toothfairy would visit him tonight (even tho he doesn't have baby teeth no more) and magically drop 200 dollars under his pillow. Like I said, a naive, sweet, little thing.

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I was back at home on the couch. There was a beer bottle in front of me. I stared at it for a few minutes, debating. Suddenly, I remembered that dick's text.

He was kinda right. He gave me a new chance of life.

I grabbed the beer bottle and walked outside. I dumped it in a trashcan.