Lucas saw how Miles was curled up in himself on the back seat. His occasional hiccups were the proof that he was crying. And Lucas couldn't be more satisfied. But the drama was left. He was busy looking at the back seat from the rare view when his mobile ringed. He looked at the caller id to see Christopher calling him. "Hello Chris." Lucas called his name purposefully. He knew Miles wasn't sleeping. And just as he expected Miles looked at him with red teary eyes. "Why did you asked me to call you? Everything okay? Is Miles, okay?" "Nothing's fine Chris. I can't tell you anything on the phone. I'm heading back home. I've sent you a text on WhatsApp check it out and come home early today." Lucas replied as he saw how Miles shook his head on his every word. He even tried to reach for his phone. "Luca, you are scaring me. What happened?""I said check the message you'd know." Lucas replied. "I'll talk to you when you'll come home. Bye." "Lucas, I did nothing. I promise your friend
Cal was busy making lunch when he heard the front door closing. He flinched because he wasn't really expecting anyone. Not in the day. He didn't have to leave the kitchen, as soon he saw a hat and the shirt thrown to the wooden chair in living room. Their kitchen had a wide window opening to the living room. He looked out to see James slumped on the chair, hand pinching the bridge of nose and face frowned. His eyes were also closed indicating he clearly stressed. But the thing that made Cal worry is that James was okay a few hours ago when he left for the fields. He was as usual down as he was missing Miles, but it wasn't this bad. Something definitely happened in these two hours. James was a pacifist; he would never jump into a fight. He believes to talk things out instead of throwing hands at each other. Both brothers are same so, one thing was clear he didn't get in a fight but then maybe he might have gotten in to a conflict."Are you okay? You came back early today. I was abou
Christopher has come back to office and right after he came back his boss handed him a mountain of files that he needs to read and write report about.Looking at the build of files one thing is clear to him that he is going to stay for late night. This work isn't for two or three hours he is given a work that was pending from last year."Christopher." A shrill voice called him out. Christopher turned to see the girl with the brightest smile on her face."Hey Alicia." Christopher turned. His voice naturally turning sweet and loving."Looks like Lee shoved all these files up your ass." Alicia laughed."Up till my throat. This is going to take my sweet night sleep." Christopher pouted."Come on do your really think I would let that bastard torture my love like this. I'm here to help you." She gave a quick kiss on his cheek and Chris
I told you Chris, I was right here with him after you left. He was okay, I made us dinner, I thought you'd stay for late." Lucas said leaning against the wall, a well-deserved smirk dancing on his lips. "You never told me that." Chris yelled from the other side. "I told you, but you were going out of your mind, yelling to go see him. He was okay. His phone died and while having dinner he didn't remember to charge his phone. And when I came, he was in washroom taking bath. That's it." Lucas lied so confidently. He was sure he handled the situation well. "Are you telling me that I slipped all this in the previous call?" Christopher wasn't much convinced. "Yes, you weren't even listing to me. By the way, where are you? Should I make you something? Have you eaten anything?" Lucas asked in pure concern. After all, he was doing all of this to keep his place in Christopher's life. "I'm on my way. I'll be back home soon, just stay with him okay." Christopher replied. "I said have you ea
Lucas woke up, head heavy and spinning. His eyes couldn't focus in an instant. There was bright light piercing the thin curtains and winning over the darkness of the room. It took him good 10 minutes, to understand his position. He wasn't on his bed, well his position wasn't clearly of the bed. He was curled up and his back was stiff meaning he slept while sitting.....couch. He was on the couch. He groaned, trying to sit properly. His hands reaching up to grab his head. He felt like someone is hammering him in his head. And soon the peaceful silence of the room was broken by the arching sound of glass shattering. Lucas opened his eyes abruptly only to realize that he had been drinking last night. The bottle on the table dropped by the abrupt movement of his feet. Another gran left his mouth when he stood up. 7:30 am. It was his time to get ready for school. He looked around the living room and saw his shoes lying across the room and his jacket on the ground. His Bluetooth device
He was already on his feet and was ready to run when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around with a hope that maybe Lucas came back but it wasn't Lucas.
Lucas was going to the gym when he saw Miles walking down the corridor. He can see someone was with him. He wanted to see who it was but he was called by the other gym trainer. He was standing beside the boy, but his eyes were fixated on Miles.The back of the other boy looked strangely familiar. It's like he has seen this back so many times. His back look just like..... ".....So, Lucas should I expect that you will take care of this matter?" It was just then that he realized that the other person is continuously talking to him, and he didn't even listen. "Ahh yeah....yeah. I will." He said still getting distracted by the view of Miles bidding goodbye to someone and shaking hands. "Should I give you the name or you'll just do it in gym class?" The other said, again pulling Lucas's attention towards himself. "Name?" Lucas didn't know what he mean. "Yeah. You said you'll take care—""What's the case. Brief me again please." Lucas cut him off. His whole attention was to the fading
" Aron Phoney " Lucas called and the boy with well-built body and almost 5'10 height step forward."Sir." He replied."Where are we Mr. Phoney?" Lucas asked."In the gym sir." The boy replied."If I give you one task will you do it for me?" Lucas asked so softly while adjusting himself on one of the table's corners."Sure sir." The boy replied."Do an elbow plank for me please." Lucas asked and the boy so confidently did it."You good?" Lucas asked and the boy nodded."Oliver Gallon." Lucas called one of the team-mates and the boy was quick to come forward. "How powerful do he look?""He is the strongest of our team sir." The boy replied."How can I believe it just because you are saying it. Get on his back." Lucas sa
2 and half year ago. "Mr Volkov, how are you feeling today?" Said the lady dressed in mustard turtleneck. Her voice soft and welcoming. She soflty gazed her hand over Lucas's hair and smiled when Lucas's face broke into warm smile. "I'm Good." He replied. He saw his therapist giving him another warm smile in return. He likes it, the way she smiles, how she always smiles and never once gets irritated by him or shows an expression. "Three words again, that's a progress." She stretched her hand up for a high-five. Lucas took some time but then clapped it. "You?" Lucas asked. He saw the lady stopped turning pages and looked at him. He felt like he stepped a line or something. He lowered his eyes back to his lap. "Im good, great actually, happy." She smiled. "And you know why?" She asked. Lucas looked up, kept watching her and then darted his eyes off. "No." "Because of you, you make me happy." She replied and Lucas's face broke into another smile, this time even the teeth w
"Lucas Volkov, you have a visitor." The sentence alone was enough to fill his body with dread. He never felt all these feelings but now he understands how must it felt to Miles every time he ganged up to assassinate him. Since yesterday— after the court session— he couldn't get the desperate cries and the last glimpse of Miles's face put of his imagination. "Whu-Who is it?" He dared to asked. He wanted to know, he prayed it should be Christopher or James or anyone but not the lady. "You'll see. Now get your ass out here before i drag you out with a chain around your neck." The officer was not in a good mood, he never been. Lucas tried to test his luck, he was sure if the woman didn't come in last two days that means she won't be here today as well, he gave a last look to both his friends who were sitting in there corners not saying a word. "Hurty up!" And he was yanked by his arm resulting in hitting his elbow to the bar. "Put your hands out." The officer didn't even let h
It's very common to feel guilty or ashamed once you see the consequences of your doings, it's common to see people loosing their shit when they come to know ghat what they just did could coast him their life, but Josh isn't one of them. Here, among all these days knowing very well that it was him actually who was responsible for a death of an innocent being, he wasn't ashamed or guilty at all. "You don't feel it?" He turned to see Mortin standing behind him. He just came back meeting his brother and Josh knows what's coming. "Feel what?" He still had the nerve to ask. "The guilt, dread that you killed a human!" Mortin pushed him making his back hit the wall. "Keep you hands in control!" He took a dominant step forward and towered over Mortin. "Why? Huh? Why should i? You never kept your hand to your pocket, so why should i? I didn't do anything still here i am...... i lost everything because of you!!" He lounged forward and punched Josh on his face. Since the last hearin
Moura never left Lucas's side. He sat beside the bed where Lucas was sleeping. His hand in his hair, slowly moving in smooth circles, trying to calm down Lucas. "What's happening to you?" He slowly whispered. He can see Willie don't care what was happening here. He has cut himself off from this cell, from them. "I'm afraid to lose you, Luca." He saw Lucas felt uncomfortable for a bit so he stretched his hand back a little. His gaze however never left the males face. "Did you ever thought that what you do to other can come back to you as well? Did you guys ever believe in Karma?" Moura's looked back at Willie whose questioning gaze pierced his soul. "Like you guys ever thought that you can be vulnerable too, you can be afraid too?" He questioned again. "Willie, if you can't do—-" "How does it feel to be outnumbered and always afraid?" He cut Moura off. "I'm not outnumbered!" "You literally are sitting in jail and you are charged of murder. Still?" "I did not kill—-" "Y
Lucas was taken back to his cell. The officer practically threw him in the room making him bump to the ground and hiss slightly. "I never wanted to hate you, Lucas. But now i do..... more than you think. Your reason was all emotional but it was senseless and absurd." "I'm sorry." Lucas circled an arm around his own body. His shaking body started to feel numb. He had so much to talk to Christopher, but one glance at his pale sick face made everything worse. Christopher hate him......he said he never wanted to.....but he hate him now. Lucas expected a mock from Willie, a hand on his shoulder from Moura but nothing came. He dared to lift his head and look around, it isn't his cell, it's not the same cell where he was taken last time. This room is small, and doesn't even have a window, or a bed......there's nothing. It's an isolation cell. This made Lucas panic, he felt his heart beating so fast and his breathing was heavy as well. Too many memories got triggered. "Keep it down,
James was sitting in the living room. His hair longer than usual, his eyebrows knotted, his hands clutching a glass of water that Cal handed him a few minutes ago. "The medicine is till there, and you are still staring at the void." Cal's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "How's he now?" James asked Cal. "Still the same. Not even close to get back his consciousness. Doctor said, they'd have to keep him under observation for one more day." Cal replied settling beside James and bending forward to give him the medicines. "I don't get it. Why is all this—- i never wanted to come here, they went and—— I don't know what to even think." James huffed not actually knowing what should he do. "The first trial is in two days. Before that, Christopher was supposed to visit the jail, Lucas-ssi appealed to meet him before the court trial." Cal told him. "All of them are together. Millie will never get the Justice at their hands." James whispered slowly. "It's not what it look like.
Lucas's whole body felt frozen to the single spot. The mare voice of Zoye as soon as she entered the hall was enough to grip his toe and tie them to the ground. "I'm here to announce that Josh and his gang is arrested for bullying and killing Miles. Also, i have an arrest warrant Lucas Volkov, Min Moura, and Jung Wiallsome. Please, arrest them." These next words of Zoye pulled him out of his shock and initiated a state of panic in him. Everybody knows, everyone know......Christopher, James, every student.....all of them know now. He turned back to see Moura was as panicked as he was and he was as still as he was. His reputation was also at risk, the coach, the faculty of the school bullying students.......too bad. Then there's Willie, neither panicked nor reacting. His hands already in front of him, stretched for a police office to cuff him. Run, hide, run away or else.... Lucas's mind was a mess. He should run, getting caught by the police officer will only add more problems.
The car ride to the school was silent. No one said anything. Christopher was driving with James on the passenger seat, and Cal, Lucas, and Alicia in the back. Not a single words was exchanged between them. Once they reached school, Lucas lead them to the principal office. "Welcome, Mr. Theo." The principal shook hand with James and welcomed them all after. They sat down and the principal asked for juice. The ceremony started soon after. The great hall of the school was filled with people. Miles's picture was placed in the middle of the stage and it was surrounded by the flowers and bouquets. Many wishes were also placed by the students and his class fellows. Miles's name was written by the candles. He was honoured by praises and many prayers were asked in his name. The principal also acknowledged that Miles was the bright student and shared that he wished to see Miles grow in a great person he was. The hall was filled with claps and many of Miles's friend cried while talking a
James and Cal were sitting in the living room of Lucas's house. The owner of the house was busy cooking. The aroma of delicious food was revolving inside the house. "How are you feeling now?" Cal softly placed a hand over Lucas's hand and asked. "Burden." James whispered. "We should go back..... this city isn't for us." "Jammy—-" "Millie, must have felt like this also. Staying at somebody else's house, being all alone in this city....... He must have felt equally suffocated." James looked at Cal. His red eyes proving the amount of hurt he's feeling. "Millie loved Christopher, he was so close to him. And isn't just anybody....... You've seen him, he grew up in front of you. Christopher was Miles's soul mate, his best friend. Please stop burdening yourself from these thoughts." Cal didn't know what to do. Ever since Miles died, James has develop and unexplainable hatered towards Christopher. He doesn't even wants to see his face. Last night when Christopher dropped them here, a