Lucas woke up at the couch again, but this time the couch isn't his. He looked around, the light from the open kitchen window is illuminating the living room. He groaned while sitting up. Tapping his hand all over the couch to get his phone in his hand, he finally found it. 6:55 am. It's still early. He dropped back on the couch. But right then he sat up again. "Where the hell am i?" Looking around at his surrounding, Lucas saw the familiar building. He stayed at Moura's place last night. He doesn’t even remember when he slept but he just spend the night there. Standing up he made way to Moura's room and knocked. There was no reply, so he knocked again. "Wake up, sleepy heads." "Ah, you are so loud, so early in the morning." Willie replied in a sleepy voice as soon as he opened the door for him. "We got school today; I'm heading home and you two also get your asses off bed now." Lucas slapped Moura's butt who was lying on his side, sleeping soundly. "Yahh!!" Glaring at Luc
Miles has successfully dodged Lucas till now, and he wishes that he should till the end of the day and the other day and the other and as much as he can. He's thankful to Robin who saw Willie and told him right away giving him time to flee from there. He's good now, out of people's eyes. He breathed in relief that the gym class will soon be over, and he'd be good to go for the rest of the day. "We'll never get free~ Lamb to the slaughter~ What you gon' do when there's blood in the water?~ Hi there, little lamb." Miles flinched as soon as he heard the first sentence, but he didn't get too much time to react as he was grabbed by both of his arms immediately. "Let go of me." And here forgot, it's not just Lucas, there are other monsters too. "Come on, I'm not that bad looking that you have to flee every time you see me." Josh pouted, skipping close to Miles's face. "Look at you, still trying to run away." "Please, I didn't do anything this time." Miles pleaded. History is t
The half day have passed, and Lucas still couldn't find Miles. The only thing different this time was that Robin and Sara; both couldn't find Miles as well. Earlier this morning, in the gym class, when he called Sara, she was so confident and sassy because she was well known about Miles's whereabouts but this time the concern and tension imprinted on her face was the clear indication that she has no idea where is Miles. "Did you find him?" He asked Willie who just came back by checking again the major places Miles used to be at school. "No, i checked the library list as well, he never went to Library today." Willie told him, as Lucas mentioned that Miles visits library more often. "Why the hell is he hiding and where? Why is it so hard for me to just fucking talk to him?" Lucas pushed his long strands of his red ended hairs back and roamed his hand on his face. He probably has cursed as well as he was tired as hell and the things are getting out of control. "Can you at least
Cal was walking here and there, pacing here and there. His mobile in his hands, and his face filled with worry. "Stop please. My head is hurting by looking at you like this." James said as Cal has been pacing like this from quiet sometimes. "He should've replied by now. I don't know what's the problem, but he doesn't seem okay to me. I've even sent him the pics, there's no way he didn't have reply." Cal huffed finally dropping on the couch beside James. "Calm down, he might be in the class. See, it's his class time." James showed him his watch. "How long does it take to reply? At least seeing the pic wasn't hard." He whined. Opening the message app once again, he looked the messages weren't even seen yet. And just then the pics showed the blue tick, "oh God, he saw the pics". "See, i told you, he must've been in the class." James smiled. "But he still didn't reply." Cal whined more. "Oh, come on babe, he will? He always does, right?" James assured him. Although he show
Miles's breath got stuck in his throat when he hit the wall. He thought of falling on his knees, but it didn't happen as the strong grip on his collar kept him stable and attached to the wall. "Come on, let me see my artwork." With his single finger, he made Miles look at him. The dread, tears, and puffiness of Miles's face made him so devouring that it was unexplainable for Josh. "You look super cool. I did a good work on you." He replied with a smirk and bend a little to get face to face with Miles. "Are you okay baby Miles?" Listing to him, mocking him openly, Miles don't know where did he get the courage but he pushed Josh from all might and Josh stumbled. Miles stood strong on his feet and saw Josh's back hitting the chest of his other friend. "STOP TROUBLING ME. I'M NOT YOUR TOY TO PLAY!! LEAVE ME ALONE." Although he regretted it immediately when Josh glared at him. The momentarily adrenaline rush was gone, and his body filled with nothing but dread. Josh looked like he
James was busy with the people who just came to buy the part of land that he decided to sell for making the arrangement of money that he needs for visiting Miles. He saw how Cal has gradually got quiet. He misses Miles, there's no hiding in it. Miles was the light of their house; he kept their house illuminated and happiness surrounded it. But ever since Miles went to Brooklyn, a major part of their lives have been effected. "James, this is the best land i have ever seen. Why are you selling it? You have worked so hard on it." The person who came to see the land and buy it if he liked asked. "I know but i have something else where i have to invest it so, imma sell this now." James didn't smile too much. This land is his favourite, it was the first land his father bought. He has seen how his father used to take care of this land. "Oh, i see. I like the land, imma buy this. Say the money." The buyer asked. "1 million Won." James said. "This land is very fertile, and I've culti
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 wanted to confirm, he needed to confirm whether his theory was right or not? "I don't know. I only know that he's Christopher's best friend, came from Daegu and he has a brother whom h
Christopher was on his way back to his house. He was happy and it was clear on his face. After having a lunch with Alicia and discussing everything, he dropped Alicia at her house and then headed back. On his way back he was listening to the music that reflected his happiness and danced a bit. His body movements showed the double happiness. He was going to get married to his girlfriend finally. He frowned when he remembered that he told Miles and Lucas and both of them haven't replied to him yet. "What the hell are both of them doing? Why haven't they seen the text yet?" Christopher murmured looking at the screen. Soon he reached his house and parking the car outside he went to his apartment. Once he was inside, he washed, changed and then settled down on the couch in the living room to rest and wait as soon Miles will be home as well. He decided to order food when Miles is home. He wanted to celebrate, and Lucas and Miles are just few people who are there to celebrate wit
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