After dinner, Lucas left. He didn't tell Christopher where he was going because he himself didn't know where he should go. He just needed to leave, to just run away from all those. Suddenly, his old weak self-started to appear and the egoistic, ruthless Lucas just left him. He was standing at East river, the beautiful view at night and the best place to think as it's near the mid night right now and very few people are there. The best thing was that he was not on bridge so he can see the reflection of big buildings in the river water making it appears in every colour. He just sat there on one big rock and was watching at the far away, at nothing particular. He had his phone clutched in his hand tightly. Lost in thinking, he just staring at the endless corner of the river. "It's Intensive Care Facility. This message is for you to know that due to some behavioural issues examined in Mr. Volkov we have transferred him to Intensive Care Facility. This message is the confirmation for
It was 7:30 in the morning, a worried Christopher was passing through the hall with a phone in his hand. His shorts were the only things covering his body and the upper half was naked. A frown decorated on his face, brows knotted and face muscle tense in worry. His hand was holding the phone tightly and his worried eyes were lingering in the phone screen which showed 26 calls that he made to Lucas’s, but the younger didn't pick up. Apart from that, he also left him thousands of messages asking him about his whereabouts, but it was not even being delivered, he was on the stand by. Christopher moved a hand in his hairs and tried to call one more time. It was of no use as the operator spoke up that the phone is switched off. Christopher didn't want to leave a voice mail as he was worried and wanted to talk in person, wanted to hear his friend telling him that he is okay. Throwing the phone on the couch, he went to the kitchen to get himself a bottle of water. He couldn't sleep well
The breakfast however went soon, and Lucas was ready to leave. He stood up, handed his plate and glass to Christopher and walked to the door. "Best of luck shorty." He shouted making Christopher come out and glare at him. "Volkov!" Knowing that he has successfully irritated his friend, Lucas waved his hand and left the apartment. "Fucker." "Christopher." Miles's soft voice made him turn. He saw Miles smiling a bit and then he engulfed him in a hug. "Best of luck for today.""Thanks Bear. I feel so good now, you can always make me calm just by your smile." Christopher said and pinched his cheeks. "Why are you up so early today by the way? Rest, I'll finish this up—-" "I wanted to go to school. That's enough holidays." Miles said lowly. "But there are still few days." "I'll talk to my teacher; I can't stay home anymore please. And I'm okay, I'll take care of myself i promise." Miles assured him. "Please." "But—-""I talked to Jammy too, he was also asking me why am i taking too m
Miles entered the school gate still bit hesitated and surprised by the way Lucas was behaving. He can never forget how Lucas panicked the other day. And how he was so soft with him while talking just today. While thinking he didn't know where he was going, the ding of his phone made him halt in his track. Fishing it out of his pocket he looked at the phone screen. It had a message from Sara. Sara "I'll be late, make sure you make a good excuse to my supervisor. And don't get in any trouble. Robin said he had an extra class today, so he'll be free by 10 minutes. Till then find yourself a good company. I just woke up, will be there in 30. Miles Be careful on your way. I'll tell your supervisor. Sara Oh, you are an angel. Today's lunch on me, anything you want. See you school. Miles read her message and smiled. Closing the app, he was about to put his phone back in his pocket when he remembered that he said to Callie that he'll share picture when he'll wear his shirts.
Lucas still couldn't get the lying flat body of Miles out of his head. The dread he heard in his voice, maybe it was always there, maybe Miles was always afraid, he can hear the similarity in Miles's voice since before. When he was rude to him, when he troubled him, in the car, when Moura tried to.......every time it was same dread. If only he knew that he gave others the impression that they can do anything to any student, make their life hell anyway they want."I'll drop you at the main gate and don't you fucking dare cling to me in the school. I don't want a weirdo at my tail. Stand at the gate when i tell you and I'll pick you from there. You don't know me in the school. Understood."He never liked him, was it really the hate or something else? "I-I received the text......i-i though i-t wa-s you.""Whoever will text you will be me? Did you have my number?""N-No." "Then use this thing. I said clearly, I'll call you. You already are enough pain in my ass, stop troubling others.
9 year old child, kicked open the door of his house, walked inside, looking around. It wasn't really his house; his house didn't look like this. But he used to live at this place, just around the children playground, there was his house. "Is this my house, unc— sir?" He turned to the driver who brought him back. "Yes." The man gave one word answer only and then darted his eyes back to the ground. He helped Lucas walk up to the stairs and stood beside the gate. He knocked, the guard looked at them and then the door opened. And the livings room and the inner of the house was even more beautiful than outside. Then he saw a portrait, it was a family portrait, but who was the woman standing beside his father. He hasn’t seen her before, it was the first time he was looking at her face. And he wasn't there as well? What kind of family picture was it where so many people who are part of this family yet still not in the picture. "Mr. Volkov, you are free to anything until senior Mr. Vo
"Mr Theo, please stay still. You need to take the medicine, or your health will be bad." Lucas's trance broke when he heard the nurse say. He looked at the room and saw Miles resisting to take the injection. Let them help you, please. "Let go of me." Miles was trying to break free from Willie's hold. And the nurse was trying to calm him down. Just when he was about to move, he saw Robin entering the room. He went away earlier when Willie talked to him. "Millie." He said softly. And Miles looked at him. "Let me out of here please. They are trying to kill me." Miles cried. "They aren't trying to kill you, they are helping you, these injections are necessary for your health." Robin replied. Lucas didn't know he was already walking toward the wing where Miles was. Hearing Robin, Lucas wanted to slap him across the face. "Round Glasses!" He said in his deep threatening vocals. And in no time the room went silent, Miles stopped struggling. Lucas tried to do with love, but Mi
It was quiet disturbing for every student who witnessed the wrecked condition of the red headed boy, of the school bully. Watching him cry like that was new for the students, they have always seen him angry, always seen him a powerful being, but watching him crying like that was not what they imagined. Specially for Miles. Lucas has been his worst nightmare. Never have he ever thought that Lucas would crumble down like this, that he will see this side of Lucas. It's been a whole day, but Miles couldn't muster up the power to forget what happened in the gym yesterday. Lucas didn't go home yesterday. He don't know where was he but when he went back home he saw Christopher leaving the house and telling him the he should lock the door properly, and that it might get late for him to come back so Miles should make himself something to eat. And then when he woke up today, he didn't see Christopher at home. That means where ever he went, it was quiet far from here. And while leaving f