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
He washed up, changed his clothes and went out to see Christopher sitting in the living room, busy with his phone. "Let's go." "Yeah." Christopher stood up had his car keys with him and both boys left the apartment. Christopher didn't say anything about Miles getting drunk and all, they talked, listened to music and in no time, they were at the convenience store. "Come on, take whatever you like to eat okay. I'd go to the vegetable section and take some veggies." Handing the basket to Miles, Christopher left. Miles looked around and saw that it's quiet bigger convenience store than the one that is near their house. He looked around and added things in the basket that he thought Christopher would like to eat. He was done in no time and right then Christopher also came back. He had a small paper bag in his hand that he put in his pocket. "I've added things that I thought you'd like. You can change if you don't like them." Miles gave the basket back to Christopher. "What have y
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