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
James was halfway when he thought about informing Christopher about his arrival. He thought what if Christopher isn't home and he would only waste a money while going to the apartment. Once he dialled his number, he waited patiently for Christopher to pick up the call. He was confident that whether if Lucas and the unknown guy lied to him or hide something, Christopher would never do that. He trusted Christopher to be true and tell him everything. Christopher however never took the call. James's heart sank further when the phone was out of reach while he tried to call one more time. "Why isn't he picking up?" James's desperation was increasing by every passing second. He looked over and saw Cal was still holding his hand, but he was asleep, head on the window rim. James didn't want to disturb him, so he stayed quiet and tried to call Christopher one more time. But to his bad luck the phone was still off. James's worry has far crossed the level of normality and went straight to
Cal and James with a heavy heart followed Christopher outside. Cal can severe that he can sense the negative energy surrounding James. The vulnerability and fear James had throughout the whole journey was not even close to the blink of what it was right now. He has his fingers joined with James's, holding his hand but still the deadly shake of his body is powerful, it's dreadful. "Brother." Christopher stopped a few steps away from ambulance. "Please, pull yourself together. Please be strong." James's heart threatened to jump out of his chest. He can't even imagine it. This can't be happening......his brother was so happy when he applied for the school. Also, he had always told him how great of a life was here in Brooklyn. Did he ever say that? His inner voice spoke up. He visibly flinched. He did? Right? He has to be happy, it was his wish to study here, to get the degree. Miles worked so hard to achieve this, he worked so hard to make his dream work. "Brother." Christophe
Have you ever felt like your body is being slashed in a small strip and then is put together and then again sliced? If not, that's how Lucas is feeling. He didn't dare to come in front of James or Cal, after watching how they behaved with Christopher and their words to the calm sleeping boy was enough to shake his core. Standing in the hospital lobby, watching a family biding there good byes, more like sharing the last moments was painful. Even though it's first time he actually had witnessed these last moments, your loved ones around you, crying, wishing, and grieving over the loss, then honourably taking you to your final destination, all of it is just so overwhelming for him. Is this how his father must have felt when his step-mother died? Is that the feeling that builded inside their pit when the woman his father once loved died? Death. An inevitable thing yet so agonisingly bitter. The mare thought of not seeing a person around you is that you see every day is just stra