Third Person’s POVIt's been almost six hours since Finn has been waiting for Boone outside his door. Boone had given him the cardkey when they were still together but he personally returned it to him after their break up. Thinking it won’t be necessary for him to have it.For the first few minutes he was pacing back and forth. Fidgeting his hand as his anxiety welcomes him. He tried to contact his phone again but it seems the other intentionally turned off its phone. As time passed by he started to feel tired from senselessly walking here and there and he finally decided to sit on the floor until he fell asleep.When Boone arrived and spotted Finn, it’s already dark outside, the rain had been pouring so badly that his jacket was already half soaked from it.“Finn.” He lightly tapped him on the shoulder to wake up. “Hey, what are you doing here?” It’s been a bad day and his energy is almost drained from it that even though he wants to scold Finn he no longer has the strength to do so.
[Twelve years ago…]Fifteen minutes before eight, when Emelie went to check on him. He is already in his suit and tie and almost done putting the socks.“Oh, Dos. You look great.” Her eyes shimmer as she watches her second son show off his outfit for tonight’s party. He looks like a little gentleman. So adorable if only he’s not frowning from the uncomfortable fit that the fabric gives him. “Show mommy your sweetest smile, honey.” She pulled out her phone and snapped some photos of Boone. Regardless if the toddler is pouting. “Let’s go. Your father is already waiting for you downstairs.” She extended her hand for him to grab.They walked out the hallway hand in hand. Boone never likes crowded places but his Mom does. She loved to brag about everything about the Wright. It may be about her husband, Robert, their businesses, their travels and the overrated achievements of her sons. It has always been like that. She always loves to boast to her friends.Robert Wright is already in the ca
Third Person’s POVAround eight in the evening when Henrick arrived home. He went straight to the third floor where Irvin’s room is. Almost running his way to the corridor just to reach Irvin as soon as possible. He halted in front of his door, straightened his shirt, calmed his breath, and then he knocked on the door. “Vin, Can I come in?”There was silence. Henrick starts to feel something was off. He turned the knob, it’s unlocked, and pushed the door open. It was dark and the curtain was wide open. He ran inside to search for Irvin but stopped as soon as he saw him sitting on the floor, facing the window. He was wrapped in a blanket and seemed mad at him.He sat beside him. Making sure that there is some space between them. “I’m sorry.” Almost mumbling his words.Irvin glared at him, pouting. “What did you just say?” his tone was a little bit higher than usual.He took a deep breath, collected all his gut and said, “I’m really sorry.”“Why did you leave me here?” his eyes are tear
“Look, Vin—“ Henrick cut off with Irvin. He put his hand up in the air to silence the other. He took the courage to face Henrick. His body is still shaking at the information that has been spilled in a short period of time. “Is it true?” He tried to sound calm but his voice was a little bit shaky. “No—listen, Vin,” he crossed the path towards him. Grabbed both of his hands. Hoping that would be enough for Irvin to stay with him. To believe every word that he says. “There’s nothing between us.” That was the truth. “Ivy just tried to mess up our relationship so we can’t be together.” Irvin’s brow furrowed as he looked at Henrick in confusion. “Why would she even do that? Please, just tell me the truth Henrick. And if you’re telling the truth then why are we even hiding? Ken is no longer here.”Henrick was silent for a moment. Irvin shook his head in disbelief. “Then, why am I even here, Rick? What am I to you?”
Irvin’sAfter my classes, I headed to my locker and some stuff. Since I just got back to school after days of being absent, I’m not surprised that I’ve given tons of homework from each subject. I wonder if I will ever finish before the weekend. Ugh. I also need to visit Mr. Williams later. There is so much on my hand. “Hi!”I turned to my right. To where the voice is coming from. “I-Ivy.” I inhaled sharply. “Henrick’s room is in the fifth.” I instantly said. Assuming that her purpose of going here is of course her fiancé. She’s standing beside me, diverting her eyes as she keeps on fidgeting her fingers. “Do you need something?” As soon as I asked her the question she faced me with teary eyes. Her lips are shaking. “I-I’m sorry. I really am sorry.” She bat her eyelids to stop her tears from falling. Taking a deep breath the moment she said her statement.Students that passed the hallway had been eyeing Ivy. Her existence alone could tur
Finn’s I was sitting inside Boone’s car. We were on our way to his condo. He invited me to have a movie marathon at his place which I instantly agreed on. It’s been a while since we last hung out together and it’s still weekdays so the others would probably won’t be at the bar. “Until now, I can’t believe that you had said those words.” My eyes just stare at him. Still in awe at the conversation we had with Irvin a few minutes ago. Boone has always been the good adviser in the group but I still felt this amazement every time he did that. He sounded like a philosopher in the body of a young man. He smiled. Not taking his eyes off the road. “Yeah.” I rested my elbow on the opened window, cupping my chin as my mind flashback at that time. “You really looked so damn cool. Henrick is so lucky that he’s your best friend.” Looking back to the days that we first met the three of them, I could still hardly remembe
Henrick’s “Damn it.” I grunt under my breath. I’ve been looking around the campus but until now I haven’t found Irvin yet. I’ve already asked some of his classmates, still I didn’t get any information that will lead me to him. I’ve even checked the teacher’s lounge hoping that anyone from the faculty had seen him. Still none. “Evans,” I lift my head to where the voice is. A group of students were staring down at me from the second floor. Some of them were familiar to me but I can’t remember exactly what their names are. “What miracles happened to someone from the privileged students roaming around the lobby? Alone.” The tone of his voice gives me the vibes that they are not someone who’s worth for my time. I don’t have the time to stoop down to their level. Instead I started walking away from them. “Is it Walker that you’re looking for?” The moment he mentions Irvin’s name, my body starts to
Third Person’s POV Henrick remained quite the whole ride. His heart keeps on thumping loudly as his thought drifted to thousand ideas that might be happening at Irvin and possible torture he’s trying to ploy when he see Ivy. He took a deep breath for the nth time. His knuckles are already white from the clenching that he subconsciously doing while he’s in a day dream. “Where here, Young Master.” The young man suddenly awakens from his own thoughts when Roy speaks from the driver’s seat. He opened the door beside him and stepped out of the car. Henrick didn’t waste more of his time and entered the restaurant that Ivy gave him. “Sir, we’re cu—“ the female staff standing on the entrance tried to stop him from entering the vicinity but he still insisted and walked towards the only table where someone was sitting. “Where’s Ir—Mom?!” He took an involuntary step back when he realized tha