"What's so special about them that the doctor only has to talk to them." Robin wasn't happy about the fact that despite everything Lucas still gets the close hand to Miles.
"He lives with them, that's so special about them." Alicia has been listening to constant nagging of Robin ever since they got here, so she finally snapped. She doesn't care what he talks about Lucas, but he better keep a good perspective regarding Christopher.
"So what? I also know about him, he’s, my friend." Robin stood up to argue with her.
Lucas and Christopher were waiting right outside the doctor's cabin as the doctor told them to stay and come in when he call them.It's been 10 minutes as both friends are going out of their minds. What could be so important that the senior doctor has to talk to them? And out of all, how does he even know their name and Miles?"You didn't do anything, right?" Christopher finally spoke up."I-I didn't." Lucas didn't look him in the eye."Thank God. I just pray everything is alright." How naive of Christopher, he has no idea what storm is revolving his house and has destroyed too much than his knowledge."Don't worry, eh-everything will be oh-okay." Lucas said and this time his voice was also wearing off."What happened to you?" Christopher turned to him."Nothing." Lucas lied as swiftly as always."You don't seem okay." Christopher frowned. "Are you worried about Mille?""Shut up." Lucas wasn't shy or anything, the only t
The dark night was going to be too dark for a certain someone. It was heart breaking, body wreaking and emotion shattering night. Several heart broke, many lost and it was the dark night that was ready to engulf every broken heart and let them cry on its chest, be that comforting shoulder that many of them needed. Ironic right? We do sin in the bright day light, we break promises under the bright shining sky, yet we cry in darkness, we cry in loneliness, where there is no one to hold us but it's still peaceful, maybe it's just us and us alone that can carry the burden of our deeds as well as collect and rebuild under this heavy darkness. Walking away from something is easy? Is it? Well, we heard a lot, just move on.... walk forward and do good. It's not that easy, there's always something that hinders us, that pull us back to what we are today, to what meant to be left but we can't leave it. And yet every time we see someone in pain, we give that shitty advice to move on, bro. F
Miles woke up but he felt a heavy weight over his body. He had to close and open his eyes few times to adjust to the light in the room. He then looked down on his body and some of the flashes of last night flashed in his eyes. His eyes filled with the warm water that burns his eyes, but he still closed his eyes to keep them inside. It still breaks his heart; he's been thinking about those words the whole night and cried every time he felt the sincerity of the words. Flashback: He had a silent surrounding and then he felt the door of his room open, he felt a presence in the room and to be honest he was scared. He has his reasons, but he was scared. And then it was silence, just silence and for a second, he felt he is alone, maybe he can open his eyes as till now he was scared to even open his eyes. And just when he was about to, he heard a sniffle. "Bear—-" a single word made his heart speed increase. The pain and the vulnerability in the voice of his best friend made his heart c
Lucas and Willie were staring at the wide eyes of Moura. What happened?"Who is this?" Moura's asked on the unknown voice."I'm James Theo, Miles's elder brother.Who are you? And where's Miles?"James asked once again. Moura stretched the phone off his ear and looked at the screen one more time. His gaze then went back to Lucas’s, and he handed the phone to Lucas with trembling hands.Lucas didn't understand and he cut the call. He didn't have the courage to talk to whoever was on the other side. As much as he know, this number belongs to Miles's brother and he would most likely question about Miles and Lucas have no answers."Muh-Miles? Who's he?" Moura looked at Lucas with dread filled eyes."What do you mean?" Lucas asked."Who is he? Wuh-who do he belong to? His family, anyone?" Moura
Lucas didn't dare to defy Moura's order. He kept practicing and his body finally stopped coordinating with him. He was burning in fever and the fatigue and exhaustion did the remaining work. "Mark, get you shots clear. See the fucking basket and throw the ball." Moura yelled. "But I'm doing it right, it went right through the basket." Mark replied as he was right. Moura was telling Lucas, but he doesn't want to talk to him. Lucas jerked his head slightly to get the black spots away from his vision and get more focused on the game. That's the first time that he missed three baskets and eventually the teammates stopped passing him the ball. "Get your asses concentrated on the game." He heard Moura yelling and made a final jerk to his head, now is not the time to pass out. "Pass it to me." He growled to one of his teammates as he was the front-liner so taking the hold of the ball, he ran so fast and eventually made a basket. The whole team started cheering and clapping as i
After 20 minutes Lucas was back and took the car keys from the key handle and went straight to the car. Willie followed him and both of them made their way to the school. The ride was completely silent, it was Willie who broke the silence. "Good luck for your match." "Thanks." And then again it went silent. Lucas had so much on his mind, he was tired and wanted to rest, to close his eyes and..... "Moura.....Moura was—-" "He has gone out of his mind." Lucas gritted his teeth and increased the speed of the car. Willie held the seat belt as he wasn't very good with fast speeds. He knew it's better to stay quiet or it would only make Lucas's mind go wild and he doesn't want that. They were few meters away from school when Lucas lowered the speed. He parked the car and went straight to the basketball team. The whole team was there, and it seemed like all of them were waiting for Lucas to arrive. "Luca—-" "We have 25 minutes left before the game. Stop practicing and relax yourse
Christopher was pacing outside the door as the doctor just came and requested him to leave the room so that he can examine Miles. Miles has eaten well and then went back to sleep as he was still under the effect of medicines, and Dr prescribed him to rest as much as he can because his heart condition was too bad after the incident. Only Christopher knows how hard it was for him to get his emotions in the grip. He saw Miles eating like he had never eaten anything, and he saw how he slightly hissed with every movement. The sight of him sleeping yet connected to so many tubes and then the doctor ordering him to leave the room for examination. He knows Miles is in pain, and he's going through so much, he just wants to be a good friend and be there for Miles just like Miles was once for him when he was staying at his house. James.... The thought hit him.....It's been a whole day and Miles haven't talked to James that only makes things worse for him. What if James know......No, he
Moura was called by his stepfather that he has to come back home. It was just recently that he left home and settled in his own apartment. But today when he was coming back home, he received a call from his step-father saying that he arranged a full family dinner so he must be home by then. Right now, it was 8pm and Moura just reached his father's house. It was just as always, his stepbrother was playing game, his step-father was in his study, probably busy with another deal and his mother was the one who welcomed him. Moura's mood ruined as soon as the door opened by his mother, and it got even more worse when she hugged him. He hates this woman to his core. "Moura, welcome home. How has you been?" She asked him as she hugged him. Without answering her, he walked past him and made way to his old room. He opened the door and anger boiled in him when he saw that his room was now transformed into a new room for his stepbrother. It hurt him and angered him as well that it was s
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