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
"Luca." He whispered softly. It's been almost a day and Lucas is still so out of his shape. Lucas was not conscious. He was, but it was for such short time, he just went unconscious again. Since yesterday, he didn't wake up. Christopher went to collect the dead body. He saw how badly the wrists were slashed. That proved that it wasn't the first time Volkov tried to kill himself. He came back at 1 am at night. He didn't come back home; he knew Lucas is at Moura’s, so he went there. The funeral was held last at night, the bodies condition was not to be kept for morning. At the funeral hall, Lucas was in so bad condition that he couldn't even stand up without a shoulder to support him. "This man here, Alexander Volkov, is my father, used to be my father. He was a bad father, very bad father. He didn't know how to give his love, how to show that he loves someone. He was never successful in showing me how much he loved me. And i hate him. I've hated him throughout my whole life
"Sara." A boy called earning a glare from the librarian. And the glare was followed by an annoyed voice. "It's a library, if you want to shout, shout outside." Said the old woman and got back to putting stamp over the stack of books that students just returned. "Sorry." Said the boy and walked to the familiar figure of girl who is already looking at him as soon as he called her name. "Sara." "What happened Alan?" Asked the girl in a whisper. The boy stood beside her and looked at her face and stopped his gaze over his forehead that had wrinkles, more like tense layer of skin showing that she was worried. "You are friend with Miles, right? That farm boy?" Said Alan and looked for the change in expressions over the girl's face. "Yup, i am." She smiled. Her smile put an extra burden over the words that were to be leave from boy's mouth. "Well, you see......Miles was.....he was found—-" "What is it, Alan? You are scaring me." She closed the book and diverted her whole focus t
"Sara." Called a boy's voice making the girl turn to see who is it. "What do you want?" She glared as soon as her eyes landed on the boy, Willie. "I know you are angry with me, but at least tell me what did i do?" He asked stepping close to her. She didn't even give him a glance and turned back to face the door of the restroom. "A-Are you waiting for someone?" "None of your business." She replied without looking at him. She was furious and it was clear from her tone of voice. "At least tell me what did i do to make you angry. You are Miles's friend, and I don't want his friends to be angry with me....... I don't want him to think anything bad about me." Willie said it out loud. "You are fucking bastards......all of you are so selfish. What do you think I don't know the game you are playing with him. I know it very well. I know it all too well." She turned and gripped his collar. "I'm not playing any game. I just want him to be my friend." Willie replied honestly. "Oh, you