Ty For This I Needed More Pictures

Ty for this I needed more pictures

zero day related pictures i don’t see very often

thank you for saying this like those cal and andre dynamics kill me it makes me want to shoot myself because some of those people are genuinely so annoying like shut up I don't care about your dynamic. "B-but! Cal is the innocent one he did n-nothing w-wrong" SHUT UP NO THEY WERE BOTH equally bad and evil people like be real. Bye gays

how THOSE zero day fans think cal and andres dynamic is vs. how it actually is

I accept your apology 🤬

andre answering his home phone and having to hear the worst news he’s ever received in his life.

cal committed. he didn’t wait until zero day. he didn’t warn andre. he didn’t do it with andre.

when andre hears the news, he drops the phone, listening to the plastic break as it hits the floor. he looks at the kitchen table, in his back pack, and in his jacket, but he cannot find his keys anywhere. fuck it. andre opens the door and begins running to the gabriel house.

his legs are sore from track and workouts, but andre can’t feel them. he feels like he’s flying. he’s getting too close to the sun, burning and burning until his wings completely melt.

when he gets to the gabriel house, about eleven blocks from the kriegman house, cal’s siblings are sat in the yard with some police officers while his parents are stood in each other’s arms while talking to another officer. his mom looks destroyed. his dad keeps glancing at the front door, waiting and hoping for his oldest son to stand up and walk out, begging for this entire thing to be a joke.

andre runs past them; he pushes officers away from him and almost punches one square in the nose. he makes it into the house and into the hallway that holds cal’s room. he can see inside. there is blood everywhere. cal’s face is destroyed.

despite all the destruction, andre swears he can feel cal’s heart beating, even from a distance. he feels it in the floor, in his chest, and in his head. he can hear it louder than his own heart.

after all of his running, andre collapses. his knees hit the ground with such force that they might break. he curls into himself, holding himself in an embrace that is impossibly tight.

the only things that stay still are andre’s eyes. everything else is moving around him and he’s shaking, but his eyes are still trained on the boy on the ground in front of him. the sight burns itself into andre’s brain. andre begs himself to look away, even clawing at his cheeks, but he genuinely cannot. it is horrifying.

in the moment, no one knows that andre will soon follow cal’s fate. they don’t know that the boys will share a wake. they don’t know that they will be buried next to each other only days apart.

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cal promised he’d stop cvtting, and for a while, he truly meant it. but now? now he smiles when he sees blood run down his arms and legs. he likes how it bounces a little when it hits the floor. he loves running his hands over his now textured skin.

he has to hide it, though. you see, the promise wasn’t to a therapist or a parent; it was to andre, the boy who knows cal inside and out.

it’s all going well. cal makes sure to have an excuse for why he can’t change into pajamas in front of him. he even makes sure the two of them aren’t as touchy with each other, which destroys cal inside. he sees a little light die in andre’s eyes every time he doesn’t hug back or pulls away before a kiss can become anything more.

andre doesn’t know that cal is saving him from an even bigger heartbreak. he’d love cal whether he was decorated in fresh, dark red, and swollen marks or he was covered in old, pale scars. that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about cal.

it’s the opposite. he cares so much about cal.

so much that he feels like his heart has fallen out of his chest when he walks into cal’s room and sees his upper arms covered in crimson. he’d been let in by cal’s mother who greeted him excitedly at the door. he wanted to surprise cal with food, but now he couldn’t fathom eating. he felt sick.

“cal?”

the moment cal heard andre’s voice, he began profusely apologizing and covering his arm with a towel he had laid out beside him. when he comes face to face with andre, pleading for him to forgive him and that he regrets breaking their promise, he starts to tear up. he fears he’s ruined so much between them.

andre drops the bag of fast food in his hand onto the floor. he steps forward, closing the door to cal’s room, and hugs cal tightly. blood is staining his new shirt, but andre doesn’t even notice it.

all he can think about is the boy in his arms who is crying and asking for his forgiveness. he murmurs against cal’s neck.

“don’t be sorry. i love you.“

he repeats the last three words like a mantra, engraving them into cal’s brain so he’ll never forget it.

andre loves cal, and that won’t stop because cal doesn’t love himself.