"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
"You do realise that what you did is wrong, Mortin." Whisper yelled the younger boy to the other. "I know." Mortin repeated. "He didn't do anything to deserve this. If any....even a single student reported you and your gang, you guys are finished." Said the younger one again. "No one will stand against Josh. Our whole class fears him." Mortin said not making eye contact. "Not everyone is afraid of him." The younger broke up to him. "They do, they just don't show it." Replied Mortin. "Keep repeating it" the younger chuckled. "Don't get involved in it, Alan. It'll only get dirtier." Mortin for the first time looked in younger boy's eyes. "If it's bad that i have to step in to keep my brother safe." Said Alan looking deep into the elder boy's eyes. "It's my job to keep you safe, not yours. Just focus on your study and......and stay away from such stuff." Mortin tried to slap some sense in him. "Are you sure doing that will keep me out of trouble? That I won't get bulli
Lucas saw Moura standing just beside the door of the library and aimed to open the door. He slowly opened the door and stood close to his friend who was using his friend but occasionally lifted his eyes to see a certain someone. "Hey." "Wuh. What the fuck." Moura jumped putting a hand on his heart. "Dude, you just.... Scared the shit out of me." "Oh, your face Moah." Lucas laughed looking at the scared expressions of Moura. "Fuck you, when did you get in here?" "Just now, when you were busy with your phone. Where's your boyfie? Wasn't he with you?" Lucas asked. "I don't know he just ran away without telling me anything. Just said i had something to do and ran away." He told him locking his phone and putting it back in his pocket. "Huh? That's totally not like Willie." Lucas said. "Agreed." "By the way, he is with Sara. Might be here anytime now." Lucas told him. "Sara? Who?" "Miles's friend, Sara." He said and his eyes moved back to the blond who was still turnin
It was a dark day, dark clouds surrounding the dim sky of the evening, making the whole environment more and more dangerous. In that weather, a small 9 year old was sitting beside the window, holding the bars of it like his life depends on it. His mind was still stuck, what happened few hours ago has shaken him to the core. "Lucas, I won't let anyone hurt you either." His heartbeat fastened. He killed a person, the generous male just got killed because Lucas asked him to protect him. He made him stand up to his father. "Uncle, Luccie is sorry. I didn't know.......I'm sorry." Lucas cried silently. If only he had stayed in his room, Paul would've been alive, and he wouldn't have been staying here alone. It felt like the sky was also sad on poor boy's miseries. The cloud roared angrily at his sorrows. It felt like the small amount of anger Lucas had his heart. Lucas flinched when the thunder roared. He didn't let go of the bars as there was nothing else to hold on to. The room
Lucas woke up with a jerk. His heavy breathing and sweaty face were the proof of how traumatic his past has been. It's very common for him to have such dreams. He was gritting his teeth tightly, his jaw clenched so hard that he felt his teeth might break. It's so fucking hurting that he has to live all that time over and over again. Placing a hand at his racing heart, he wiped the sweat but why is his eyes stinging? And just then a drop of water fell over the back of his palm. "How many times do i have to bear the torment?" He whispered to himself. He was angry at his body who reacts the exact same way every time that happens. He wiped his eyes harshly and turned to see the time. 2:45 am. There's nothing he can do about it. It's so early to wake up or do anything. He wished to lie down and sleep again but he was troubled sleeping, making a wish he closes his eyes again and he was lucky that he fell asleep. ~~~~~~
Morning rays shined waking the four sleepyheads. Alicia was first one to wake up. And right after that a loud scream made the male sleeping beside her wake up with a jump. "Oh my God!" Alicia yelled. "What the—what happened?" Christopher asked her. "Look at the time." She pointed at the wall clock. "What the hell.... Alicia, you could watch the time just fine. You don't have to shout like this." Christopher replied with his eyes half closed and fell back on his pillow to get some more sleep. To his bad luck his eyes were shot open when he got a slap on his butt. "I was supposed to leave at 6 in the morning. Mom asked me to be home on time. And I'm waking up at 9. I'm late just because of you." She half yelled making Christopher to look at her. "Because of me? How am I responsible for it? I asked you last night to set an alarm and you said you did." Christopher defended himself. "I did. You were hugging me so close that i turned the alarm off thinking I'll just wake up in
Miles was unable to walk so Lucas picked him in his arms and he and Christopher moved up to the apartment. "My mouth tastes so bad." Miles pouted. His eyes closed and his index finger lingering around his lips. "How the hell did he drink?" Lucas looked back at Christopher, more like glared. He has seen Miles in many states, but this is the most vulnerable state Miles ever had. "He accident dropped juice on me, i went to take the tissues and when i came back he had cleared the two shots that were left in my order." Christopher explained even showing where the juice stain was. "This does not seem like the effect of two shots." Lucas said as Christopher walked forward to open the door. "I didn't say he only had 2 shots. Your sorry ass also left his shots there on the table. He at least had 8 shots of bourbon. And Millie is lightheaded for drinking. He doesn't handle alcohol very well." Christopher replied. Lucas stepped in and went straight to the couch to settle whinny Miles th
Christopher was in the living room, sitting on the couch with laptop over his lap and he was focused on the laptop screen. His hands typing on the laptop with full speed. The ding of his phone's made him dart his eyes off the laptop screen. He looked at the message and it was Lucas telling him that he might get late so he shouldn't wait for him at dinner today. At first it was a bit suspicious for him but then he let it slip thinking Lucas must have plan with Willie and Moura. Replying to his message Christopher got back to his work. He was just about to complete the report that he has to send to Lee today. Alicia told him to be extra careful while working because Lee wants the final year report to be flawless. Christopher is a hardworking employee, and he believes in working to his full potential. He planned to finish it right now and then after dinner he'd give it a read and them send it to Lee. "Ouff." Cracking his knuckles, he snapped his neck as sitting for three hours st