Christopher has come back to office and right after he came back his boss handed him a mountain of files that he needs to read and write report about.Looking at the build of files one thing is clear to him that he is going to stay for late night. This work isn't for two or three hours he is given a work that was pending from last year."Christopher." A shrill voice called him out. Christopher turned to see the girl with the brightest smile on her face."Hey Alicia." Christopher turned. His voice naturally turning sweet and loving."Looks like Lee shoved all these files up your ass." Alicia laughed."Up till my throat. This is going to take my sweet night sleep." Christopher pouted."Come on do your really think I would let that bastard torture my love like this. I'm here to help you." She gave a quick kiss on his cheek and Chris
I told you Chris, I was right here with him after you left. He was okay, I made us dinner, I thought you'd stay for late." Lucas said leaning against the wall, a well-deserved smirk dancing on his lips. "You never told me that." Chris yelled from the other side. "I told you, but you were going out of your mind, yelling to go see him. He was okay. His phone died and while having dinner he didn't remember to charge his phone. And when I came, he was in washroom taking bath. That's it." Lucas lied so confidently. He was sure he handled the situation well. "Are you telling me that I slipped all this in the previous call?" Christopher wasn't much convinced. "Yes, you weren't even listing to me. By the way, where are you? Should I make you something? Have you eaten anything?" Lucas asked in pure concern. After all, he was doing all of this to keep his place in Christopher's life. "I'm on my way. I'll be back home soon, just stay with him okay." Christopher replied. "I said have you ea
Lucas woke up, head heavy and spinning. His eyes couldn't focus in an instant. There was bright light piercing the thin curtains and winning over the darkness of the room. It took him good 10 minutes, to understand his position. He wasn't on his bed, well his position wasn't clearly of the bed. He was curled up and his back was stiff meaning he slept while sitting.....couch. He was on the couch. He groaned, trying to sit properly. His hands reaching up to grab his head. He felt like someone is hammering him in his head. And soon the peaceful silence of the room was broken by the arching sound of glass shattering. Lucas opened his eyes abruptly only to realize that he had been drinking last night. The bottle on the table dropped by the abrupt movement of his feet. Another gran left his mouth when he stood up. 7:30 am. It was his time to get ready for school. He looked around the living room and saw his shoes lying across the room and his jacket on the ground. His Bluetooth device
He was already on his feet and was ready to run when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around with a hope that maybe Lucas came back but it wasn't Lucas.
Lucas was going to the gym when he saw Miles walking down the corridor. He can see someone was with him. He wanted to see who it was but he was called by the other gym trainer. He was standing beside the boy, but his eyes were fixated on Miles.The back of the other boy looked strangely familiar. It's like he has seen this back so many times. His back look just like..... ".....So, Lucas should I expect that you will take care of this matter?" It was just then that he realized that the other person is continuously talking to him, and he didn't even listen. "Ahh yeah....yeah. I will." He said still getting distracted by the view of Miles bidding goodbye to someone and shaking hands. "Should I give you the name or you'll just do it in gym class?" The other said, again pulling Lucas's attention towards himself. "Name?" Lucas didn't know what he mean. "Yeah. You said you'll take care—""What's the case. Brief me again please." Lucas cut him off. His whole attention was to the fading
" Aron Phoney " Lucas called and the boy with well-built body and almost 5'10 height step forward."Sir." He replied."Where are we Mr. Phoney?" Lucas asked."In the gym sir." The boy replied."If I give you one task will you do it for me?" Lucas asked so softly while adjusting himself on one of the table's corners."Sure sir." The boy replied."Do an elbow plank for me please." Lucas asked and the boy so confidently did it."You good?" Lucas asked and the boy nodded."Oliver Gallon." Lucas called one of the team-mates and the boy was quick to come forward. "How powerful do he look?""He is the strongest of our team sir." The boy replied."How can I believe it just because you are saying it. Get on his back." Lucas sa
"Hey." Willie said as soon as he sat down on the chair. He just finished the class and came out and got the message from Moura that he is waiting for him. Willie hasn't forgot the small physiotherapy he gave to Moura before class, the aftereffects were still present down there. "How was your class?" Moura asked him. "What happened to you?" Willie asked in return. "What?" "You never asked about my class. Why now?" Willie asked. He didn't get the reply, but he let it slide. "Where's Darrick?" "Why do you have to bring that fucker up between our conversation?" Moura no doubt gets irritated on the mention of his younger brother. "No, he was there when I came that's why I asked." Willie cleared his point. "I've sent him to make 50 rounds of football field." Moura told him, nonetheless. "50!" Willie gulped; his eyes were the size of soccer ball. "Fuck him. I called you here to talk about some very important matter." Moura was dead serious. "What happened?" Willie asked, both elbo
Lucas closed the door and turned on his heels to get back inside. His face decorated with the biggest grin. His expression changed as soon as his eyes fell on Miles. There he stood, hands dangling on his sides, eyes wide, unfocused and tears flowing out of them unnoticeably, his glasses slipped to his nose and teeth digging deep in his lower lip that was torn due to the pressure. Imagine a kid being scolded and beaten up by his father, how would he look? That's how Miles looked right now. For a second Lucas felt ashamed. No matter what, it was wrong, he or anyone in this world was not allowed to touch him like that. He basically attacked his self-esteem. But that moment was very very little as the memories of past took over his empathetic self. He remembered how Miles kicked him in face and dragged him inside, leaving him there on the ground like a dog. And the empathy was gone. "Aww, poor baby got hurt? Come on it's not like no one ever touched you." Lucas came toward him.