"Hey Willie. My bro." Christopher chirped as soon as the door opened. "Hey Christopher." Willie greeted back. "Is Luca here? I went to his apartment and no one's responding so I thought..""You thought right. Come on in, he is in the kitchen. It's been so long that we met." Christopher pulled him in. "Y-Yeah. So long. You know school and stuff." Willie fake laughed. As soon as he entered his first target was Miles, who was standing by the couch, lost in thoughts. "Yeah. I agree. I just don't know why I finished it so fast." Christopher laughed. "You were intelligent. If I didn't have joked around then I would've passed it too. You know." Willie was thankful that Miles did acknowledge his presence yet. "Yeah. But then you didn't have find Moura either." Both laughed. "Hey Willie, my man." Lucas came out of the kitchen and hugged Willie. That was when Miles also lifted his eyes. Willie saw as soon as their eyes met, the look of terror masked Miles's face. "Hi Miles." Willie prope
It's been a week, and to be honest this week was so peaceful for the young blond. He was thankful that nothing happened in this whole month. Like usual he just has to go to school and when he come back home, he has to help Christopher with dinner and then he would eat and talk to his brother. It was a good routine. A healthy one actually. His bond with his friends also got better. All this because of one person, because Lucas Volkov is nowhere to be seen. In the past one-week Miles has never once encountered or seen Lucas and nothing can be better than this. He doesn't even desire to see him, nothing good happened when he saw him. Miles started taking the subway, he now knows the way to his school and doesn't hesitate to go to school all by himself. Well thanks to his friends specifically Min-Jae who once came with him to make him understand how easy it is. Miles thanked him and ever since he is going alone. He can feel the freedom and he can swear that this feeling is pretty good.
"Earth to you, Christopher." Miles said tapping on Christopher's arm who kept gripping the staring-wheel but haven't started to car yet."Huh?" Christopher looked at him bit startled."Where are you lost, start the car we'll get late." Miles chuckled making Christopher chuckle too.
Miles was moving out of the class along with his friends. He was happy, smiling and joking around. Robin hasn't seen this side of Miles ever since they became friends and to be honest, he like it. "So, what do you want to do now?" Robin asked. "Umm, I'm hungry." Miles replied looking at his two friends to know if they are hungry or not. "Me too. Let's just go to the cafe then." Sara said and all three of them started moving toward the cafeteria. "Hey by the way, congratulations." Sara chipped. "For what?" Both Miles and Robin asked together. "Ahmm, I heard Lucas left the school and your gym trainer would be change. You know I was happy that now you won't get hurt ...you know." She placed an assuring hand on Miles's back and replied. "Yeah, that's what I heard but—" before Robin could say anything they were stopped by a girl in their track. He looked towards his friends and his eyes landed on the scared face of Miles. "Miles." The girl called. "Get out of our way Zoye." Robin
The ride was totally silent, no talking, no radio nothing. Christopher was driving quietly, his eyes on the road and feet on the race. Christopher was going out of his mind, Lucas never been this harsh on anyone, he went too far, killing someone.If only he knew his friend. If only he knew his true colours.Lucas looked at Christopher and the frown on his face made Lucas scared."C-Chris." Lucas shuttered. That's most likely to be the first time. Christopher paid no mind to his voice and kept his eyes only to the road."Christopher." Lucas called again."Try to keep your mouth shut Lucas. I'm not in my right mind." Christopher warned him and that was enough to keep Lucas silent and worried.The ride wasn't calmed and peaceful but still it came to an end. They stood outside their building and as soon as the ca
"What do you mean?" Lucas grabbed Moura's arm and stopped him."Let go." Moura jerked his arm away from Lucas's grip. "Don't fucking touch me.""Okay, okay." Lucas took his hand off. "Tell me what do you mean by he won't get home safe?" Lucas asked."You aren't a baby; you know what I mean." Moura yelled poking Lucas's chest."Hey, calm down Moah. Let just talk this out and find a solution. Let me talk to Willie, I know he will—""Don't tell you are getting a soft corner for him. Didn't expect you to be this after a whole week. Get out of my sight." Moura didn't let him talk and jumped off the bench, walking inside the basketball court."Damn it." Lucas threw his hands in the air. He doesn’t know why but the mare thought of Moura doing any other barbaric deed to Miles shaken him to the core. He already saw how M
Lucas was on time; the meeting went well, and he was on time for the basketball practice. As the principal announced the skip of classes for basketball and football players. There is annual match coming and the teams needs to practice a lot."Good morning everyone." Lucas yelled as soon as he entered the court. Although he was on time but still, he was last one to enter."Hey, Junior Mini." Lucas pinched the young boy's cheeks and greeted him. "What's you doing here?""I told him to sit here and see the shit we do. He thinks it's easy to run and just make a ball to the basket." Moura replied instead of his younger annoying brother."Moura, i can do it. I promise I've learned a lot." The boy stood up and replied with passion."Shut the fuck up and keep to ass stick to the ground. After the practice I'll see how much you have learned. You'll have a mat
Lucas was done as he won against the junior Min, which was pretty obvious. "You did well, Moura might get angry but remember you learned quite a lot. Practice regularly and you'll be okay." Lucas patted his back making him smile in reply. "Thank you. You are so good at this. I hope I can be like you some day." The boy replied innocently. "Ahn, don't push your luck." Lucas crushed poor boy's heart right at that moment. At the end he was still Lucas. You saw how he was surrounded. Poor boy must have done something terribly wrong to Mr. Min. But he is too shy to even talk, what could he possibly have done? My sister is his classmate and she told me he only talks to Sara that's it. What could've happened? I feel bad for him. He looks so innocent, yet he gets bullied for no reason.
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