Have you ever felt like giving up on something then said to yourself that's no longer an option. Maybe because you can't or maybe because you have given up too many times already.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Madrigal asked him as he finished putting on his uniform. It was the last day of the semester hence the proper school uniform was compulsory.
"Yeah. I've always lived alone. It won't hurt to go back to that."
"But then you managed it now he's in your mind."
"GGP I will manage." He responded as he walked out. To some point he blamed himself. If he wasn't trying to find Nice's weak sexual spot he wouldn't have been here. He stood at the balcony where he firstmet Ivy. The school was busy due to the incoming events plus the closing assembly and yeah as the next Madrigal head he was supposed to give a speech. One of hope but now he even lacked the hope itself. He sighed and walked towards his class.
"Hey!" A voice came in front of him. He looked up as a brown paper bag landed on his desk.
"Hey." He responded then looked into his eyes maybe in wish to question on why things had changed so fast.
"I am kind of the only one who knows what is going on so he sent me to tell you not to skip your meals."
It was true he was the only one that knew. Dylan recieved the bag as the boy begun walking out through the back door.
"Wait." He stated his voice full of command. The whole class ran silent. He stood up and walked to him.
"Name."
"Joseph." He responded his warm eyes turning innocent as if pleading for mercy.
"By tomorrow evening we'll be home. Cone see me on the balcony." He stated and showed him out.
Damn this was shitty. He was just to deliver food not have a meeting with his arrogant boss.
"He asked me to see him tomorrow at the rooftop." He stated once they had settled ready to listen to the upcoming speeches.
"Go. If he asks you anything answer except confessing my love."
"To who?" A voice came. He looked up as the guy sat beside him.
"Go." He told Joseph as Tay sat where he was. This was the life he now got used to. Not one where he could be himself but one where he had to go with the rest.
"There is some crucial plan I have with Joe." He stated then was silent.
Most closing assemblies are boring. Long speeches and advices that at times never matter. At times those who are attentive gain or lose alot.
He looked at himself on the bathroom mirror then tried to bring up a smile. He washed his face and looked closely. A pink mark on his neck.
"Don't bite." The same words he stated echoed in his head. This was the reddest spot that might take him long before it dies off. The rest on his body were mild. He sat up on the counter just as he did on that day. He needed a plan. A crucial one. One that'll help him stay with the person he mated with. Then a slight knock came.
"Are you okay?" Tiw asked.
"Yeah. Just alot to think about."
"Us included?"
"Maybe. Don't worry. I'll work it out as I usually do." He stated as he looked at his phone. He had Dylan's number at heart. He wished to call. Maybe just his voice could work miracles. He took a deep breath and hoped off the counter heading out.
The vehicle stopped before the back door of the mansion.
"Wake up!" A loud commanding voice came.
"Since you went to military." Sheen stated as Nick enjoyed seeing the sleeping giants scramble their way out.
"Pride my friend." He stated as he hoped off last. Then there he was at the door. Daniel. He walked to them silently and held Nice's hand pulling him to the training area. Dylan arrived just in time to view the occurrence.
"WTF" Tay stated in a joke mode.
"Did I miss something...anyone?" Nick stated as Mick approached them.
"A lot." Tiw responded.
"Did you two get back together?" Nick asked in response.
"No dummy!" Kevin stated as they all walked up.
"He realized it." Daniel stated once they were at a notable distance.
"How?"
"His spirits. They are all over our home. Basically doing everything. The cooking and all stuff. It's torture.
"Basically house of the black god?"
"Yeah. At times he is my father and at times he just changes into something else. Something I can't define." He stated fear drawn all over his face.
"Control spirit. Thay is what finished Madrigal."
"Meaning?"
"Do you know how Madrigal died?"
"He was killed by Michael...Dylan." he responded his voice shivering as if on panic mode.
"You know the real answer. Even what Madrigal told Dylan was false."
"I didn't do it." He responded tears in his eyes
"No you didn't. You were told to. " He stated as heoved to him. His body quivered. Nice hugged him.
"Don't hold it in you plus Madrigal has his own reasons. Reason to why he said he killed himself. Reason to why he wanted no one to live with the guilt."
"I thought you wouldn't come." Dylan stated as he heard footprints behind him.
"I was told to come so I did."
"Why did you agree to it?"
"What?"
"I know you know what I'm talking about."
"If it's about the food yesterday..."
"I know you are Nice's best friend."
"I'm everyone's friend." He responded. Dylan turned to him and sat on the bench in the rooftop garden.
"Did you feel okay yesterday when Tiw came and you had to leave?"
"You saw that?"
"I see everything just as you do. But a different angle. You are his friend but I want to be more than that."
"I know that."
"So you'll help me right?"
"With..."
"Helping him find his happiness."
"It's you." He stated as he sat beside him. Dylan smiled abit.
"Everyone amongest us has their weak spot and they try their all to find something to hide it. Some of them do so and others like him and me endure it."
"He told you to say so?"
"No. He only told me to tell you the truth of anything you ask."
"So I want to know the relationship that he and Tiw have."
"That's not my story to tell."
"But he told you to sat everything."
"Then let me say it's too long."
"This whole week. Whenever you are free before you go back to school I'll be either in the art room or here. I want to know everything."
"Why?"
"I want to find the best way possible for me to love him. The best way for me to have his safe zone with him."
"Safe zone" he stated laughing.
"You are the only one who knows what happened that night."
"How did you know that?"
"I don't speak alot. That doesn't mean I don't know a thing."
"Okay then let's go straight to the point."