"No. I'm not that stupid. Well, they caught me making out with a guy. I'm gay, ok?"

"that's fine. Since you told me something about you, I'll tell you something about me. I cut" he stook out his wrist covered in deep red cuts. Taylor really didn't care if Ben was gay. He didn't know about his sexuality either.

Ben gasped. "Why... How... What?"

"sad life. Depressing story. With a knife. slit! Cut" Taylor rolled down his sleeves and picked up a
stick

"I'm... I'm sorry... I didn't realise."

"it's okay" taylors sighed "there seems to be no way I can do it on
this island anyways"

"I'll... I'll just shut up now." Ben said, sitting down.

"it's fine actually I like talking to you"

"Thanks, man... You know, you're the first real friend I've had, who my parents haven't either forced me to talk to or scared away." Ben laughed nervously.

"that's kid of hard to believe. You look like the type of guy who would have a pool of friends around him"