Christopher was sitting beside Miles, his hand holding the delicate wrist of Miles which had a white bandage wrapped at the tip of fingers.
"What's happening to you? What can't you tell me. All this isn't just about fighting some on Millie, what's going on. Please fill me in." Christopher almost cried bending down and placing his head on Miles's shoulder. He can't even think of a way to force everything out of him.
Miles was out cold as always, he had no idea who was there or not, at least that's what Christopher thought.
Miles was awake, he woke up long time ago, when doctor was talking to Christopher, he woke up that time. And as soon as he woke up his eyes landed on the person sitting on the chair, busy watching outside the window.
He swore the dread he felt, he closed his eyes right away, he doesn’t want to wake up and feel all of it all over again. He c
Willie was sitting outside the basketball practicing court. He couldn't believe it; he felt his mind would explode if that happened again.Once in his life he bared it, actually he did it, but not again.He was a cause of someone's misery, he still can't forget that all he did, they did. All three of them did horrible deeds, played with the life of people."Stay away from him Mike, you already played me once, don't you dare do anything to him.... He's innocent, don't cross his path."Robin just made it even worse for him. He still gets nightmares with the thought of his deeds and having it get rubbed at your face is even worse. Robin slapped it on his face. Yeah, he was told to look back at his days.He trembled with the mare though. Those screams and sirens still haunt him, the sight of blood running like a stream on the hard concrete road is sti
It's been three hours since Miles came back home, Lucas dropped him at the parking lot and left. He's been waiting outside the door; this place doesn't seem to be comfortable like once it was. It's not what he came to, this isn't the house he dreamed of before coming to Seoul. Christopher, a person he relied on, he doesn't want to let negativity gets to him but there are few thoughts that are not ignorable. Like, he never found Christopher around him when he needed him. There was a time when Christopher could read him like an open book, when just by one look he could tell that he is worried. But why not now? Why can't Christopher see what he is going through."That's because he doesn't care about me anymore." Miles muttered; hands collapsed together so tightly that his fingertips started to turn white. He flinched on the sudden voice in his mind. "You are the worse friend. Look at him, he did everything to keep you happy, but you are never happy, you always cry in front of him maki
"Moura only made a bet, you accepted it, you had the choice to deny it. But your lust was so big that you were willing to take two dicks up your ass. You aren't a saint Willie"His phone dinged in his hand and unconsciously his eyes landed on the message. He swears that he felt his heartbeat increasing when he looked at the screen.Life line (Moah)Don't let that shit head get to you Willie, don't let him get under your skin.Moura cared, Moura cares for him.And here fell into the trap once again. For a quick preview, it was all planned by Lucas.It was just like Lucas thought, Willie wasn't a master mind and strong charactered like them. He was easy to be manipulated, and Lucas is a pro manipulator. Moura was only a side kick.Lucas, it was Lucas who knows how to keep people clutched in his cla
Lucas left the club early because he had school today. His mind was still high with the pleasure of drinks and sex he had from last night. He looked down at himself and can see that the girl left quite some marks on his body, reminders? Yeah, they're more like the reminders of a beautiful night he spent out. Waving his tattooed hand in his massy red hairs, he walked out of the doors and went to the parking lot. Oh boy? Was he happy? He felt on cloud nine. Not just the pleasure of sex and drinks but he made two people know their place and was again on the top. "People need to learn, don't ruin a reputation in my eyes. It doesn't end very well for them after all." He chuckled as his eyes landed on the passenger seat and the memories of desperate brunet flashed through his mind. A dirty smirk adored his lips when he remembered how he put a lock on poor boy's mouth. Kicking the car engine to run back home, he hit the road and rashly drove towards his apartment. He knew today's going
Willie was walking down the school hallway when his eyes landed on the petite blond. He was probably walking towards the class, with hands holding the bag strip tightly, eyes focused on the ground and uneven steps. Willie knew that was his only option. Running as fast as he can, he stopped Miles on his way and stood in front of him. "Are you okay?" Miles flinched on the sudden voice and without understand the situation, took a scared step behind."It was your fault that you talked to Willie, if you didn't have talk to him, he never had fallen for you. Moura did what he did, you made him do that. You pushed him to his limit."Is it going to happen again? Willie is again trying to talk to me, that's a bad thing. Run away. Run away. Run away and never look back. "Stay away......stay away from me." Miles took another step back and said with a trembling voice. "Millie—-""Please." Miles's hand unconsciously moved up and collapsed in front of Willie. "Please leave me alone. I don't
"Miles.....MILES." And the yell of his name made him turn. He looked at the person who was yelling his name, he know this face. She is his Gym partner, Anna.
Lucas was lying there on his stomach, legs flapping in the air and body weight supported on the elbows. His eyes were fixated on the window glass that showed the vast sky, the clear and good-looking sky but then he saw that the endless sky was bounded by the frame of the glass and it ended, the view ended as the window frame put a stop to one that was endless.It might be endless but there is a limit to see, and Lucas has the urge to be the limit in someone's life. And we all know who could that be? Miles Theo was the one who had to bear the wrath.That's the reason, Lucas thought about today, he was so calm and did as he thought and made a great impact.Miles, the boy who had the audacity to stand up to his competition and try to steal his friend away. Lucas won't let it happen.Lucas has the great influential plan at his hand. And he was very proud that he did it. The satisfaction yet a slight dread on Miles's face is what he needs, that's what he wants for now. Knowing that he h
Reaching school, there was a beautiful sight. Whole school was decorated, and the students were so happy because today was the student day.Today the basketball team is going to perform and then there was a plan of a trip to an amusement park, and Miles love going to amusement parks.The group of three friends were watching the crowd with open mouths, almost whole school was gathered by the basketball court today. Today their school's team is going to compete with the neighbouring school's team.  
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