GONE.

Chapter 9.

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Stefan's throat was dust dried, he couldn't breathe. Sky looked like he was ready for murder, the sparkles in his once shiny blue eyes gone completely.

What has he done? How would he fix this? Fix them.

Stefan wasn't sure how long Sky stood there just staring at him, the worst part of this situation was that Stefan could not read the younger boy's expressions.

He was straight out blank.

The more he stood there, the scared Stefan got. He needed to say something.

"Sk-" Stefan's words were muffled as he felt a very harsh sting on his right cheek. The onslaught of that slap had his eyes watering in seconds. Sky stood unfazed by his action. If Stefan could hurt him and not blink an eye, why should he? The room quieted down, everyone staring at the angry-looking boy. None were able to recognize the boy they saw.

"Sk-" Stefan tried again but another slap graced his left cheek. The tears came down finally and fast. He had taught the boy well. Sky was strong even for his ag