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The Wolfing of Roger Willis XI.4
ROGER WILLIS The day rolled in with me pretty much riddled with such agony and anxiety. It savagely kept me up all night and now, it’s making things even more difficult for me to focus during class. I’d definitely say I don’t deal well with such heartbreak. Perhaps it’s because this one’s something that I never saw coming. It just hit me out of the blue and I did not have much time to brace myself for the incoming arrow that struck my heart. In my head, I was thinking the reason why Idris want us to keep our distance from each other was because he’s my teacher and I’m his student. I know it’s a typical taboo but he’s just a substitute teacher. Most probably, he’s going to be gone in the next few months. Now that I’ve learned he’s married, I just lost it. I’d say that’s the main reason why he’s forcing me to forget that we kissed intimately and almost fucked each other or that we both admitted that we liked each other. Forcing myself to close one door that hasn’t quite opened yet was
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XI.5
ROGER WILLIS “W-who are you?” Engulfed with such intense fright, I raised my hand above my head. My back was pinned against the tree trunk. “W-what do you from me?” My heart was intensely beating right on my throat as the woman behind the helmet pointed the gun right straight at my forehead. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!” The woman uttered. Even though I couldn’t see her face through the tinted shield of the helmet, I could still feel a great sense of anger burning in her tone. I closed my eyes just as I heard a faint ticking sound coming from the pistol. A bullet in the head, that’s what’s sticking in my head. I couldn’t feel my legs knowing that this could be the last time I’m going to suck oxygen in this world. If this was how I’m going to die, I’m going to be forever locked up in anger and confusion. I won’t and I would never accept this. I almost passed out when I heard the thunderous gunshot and I thought I was nothing but a goner. A faint rush of relief engulfed
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII.1 – FALLING, FALLEN
IDRIS LYKAIOS For several years, my life had no meaning. I’ve only been following anything and everything that my father says. It has been the story of my life ever since I was young. My eyes and heart were eventually opened when Brynner Luke showed me how life could be meaningful with love. At first, I didn’t know I was gay but the more time that we spent together, I gradually developed feelings for him. He became my secret world, the world that keeps me warm and secured. He was the sole reason why my life became painted with various hues of colors. That was until I became the sole reason for those colors to turn black and white. It’s been a decade ever since my life became dull and colorless but still, I couldn’t forget the day I took the very first innocent soul using my bare hand. It will forever be tattooed in my heart and soul. I loved Brynner Luke more than anyone and anything in this world but I guess I’m cursed to forever be chained under someone’s control. I don’t necessar
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII.2
IDRIS LYKAIOS “Have you seen Roger?” I asked Soraya subtly pulling her in one corner. I know she’s one Roger’s closest friends and I just thought perhaps she knows where the guy is. “I...I have not.” She replied looking rather surprised. “He did not enter class today. I’m just wondering why.” “Yeeah, he’s feeling a little bit crestfallen today.” Soraya gradually toned her voice down. “Mr. Lykaios, not to sound rude or something but I do think you know why.” She divulged and it made me think Roger probably told her something because she clearly knows something. “Yeah, I—” I suddenly felt ashamed of myself. “I really wanted to clear things out with him.” “He doesn’t want to see you.” “I know.” It kind of hurts my feelings that Roger doesn’t want to see me or even have a conversation with me. I’m sure he purposely skipped class because of me. I felt like the shittiest person alive for not telling him about Wilhelmina. I just thought he does not have to know about her because I don
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII.3
IDRIS LYKAIOS The bright light coming from the flashlight imminently approached. I could hear people talking and for a while, I was torn between letting these people find us or hiding somewhere. Even though I’m immensely confident that I could carry Roger on my back, I am still worried about the hound dogs barking. It’s way easier for them to follow our tracks. They have the same senses as us and it would be a great risk if we try to hide. I ended up taking the risk. I have been taking risks for such a long time that this felt nothing to me. I am here to save the only person that’s putting some renewed meaning to my life. “Get on my back, Willis!” Making my voice soft and almost inaudible, I instructed Roger what to do. “What?” “Just get on my back, I’ll carry you.” I ducked right in front of him so he could have an easier time jumping on my back. I know he’s in immense pain, his ankle was shot that I had to guide him through. “Okay...” Once Roger got on my back, I began running
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII.4
IDRIS LYKAIOS When I eventually got to the recovery room, I found Roger and he was fast asleep just like baby. He must’ve been exhausted from everything that’s happened in the past several hours that he deserved to get some rest. I couldn’t help myself but feel bad for him. I’m certainly aware that everything’s all tied to me whatever they were. Wilhelmina, Yannick, the female pack, every single one of those, it had something to do with me. And for all of it, I know I’m the one to put all the blame. I grew up with Wilhelmina and all those times I thought I know who she was it turned out I really don’t. Throughout the years, I started to get confused by her. I never truly understood Wilhelmina and when she gets obsessed over something, she acts like a whole new different being. One day she’s happy and all cheerful and the next day she’s just filled with grudge. I shouldn’t have underestimated her capabilities because she’s certainly capable of such horrible actions. I know she’s not t
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII.5
UNEDITEDWhen lunch finally came, I found myself sitting right next to Yoseff. Ysabella and Benjie were surprisingly back to normal after what happened earlier this morning.“I told you, my sister’s a bitch but she can’t go a full day without Benjie.” Yoseff whispered keeping it so low so that his sister won’t hear him.“Yeah, I saw that.”“By the way, did you even take a shower?” Yoseff asked. That’s it, he found out that I was the one who smelled like a wet dog.“I did, why?”“Nothing,” He replied not wanting to say anything but I could read his face and he looked disgusted by the smell.Nothing much happened during lunch except for Ysabella being an absolute cunt. She, along with Charlotte and Florence kept on reading everyone else as if they’re the most perfect people in this school. Somehow, I’
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XII
Carmine Reid just left me that weird riddle-like phrase that seemed to have come from the book that she was holding and then walked away as if I would understand what she had just mouthed.Who the fuck is hiding in a sheep’s clothing?I ended up slamming my locker shut. I was hoping to follow and strike a meaningful conversation with the most beautiful girl that I’ve met but then Reggie showed up out of nowhere eventually halting me from my plan.“Yow, Roger!!!” He abruptly snaked his heavy arm around my shoulder which I’m already used to. “What’s up? How was your first day going?”“It’s fun, man. I’m already getting to know a lot of people.”“You coming to the party, right?” He asked eventually reminding of the party that I just got invited to.“Yeah, sure.”“Come on then!!! Everybody’s
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