All Chapters of Highschool Victim : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

9 year old child, kicked open the door of his house, walked inside, looking around. It wasn't really his house; his house didn't look like this. But he used to live at this place, just around the children playground, there was his house. "Is this my house, unc— sir?" He turned to the driver who brought him back. "Yes." The man gave one word answer only and then darted his eyes back to the ground. He helped Lucas walk up to the stairs and stood beside the gate. He knocked, the guard looked at them and then the door opened. And the livings room and the inner of the house was even more beautiful than outside. Then he saw a portrait, it was a family portrait, but who was the woman standing beside his father. He hasn’t seen her before, it was the first time he was looking at her face. And he wasn't there as well? What kind of family picture was it where so many people who are part of this family yet still not in the picture. "Mr. Volkov, you are free to anything until senior Mr. Vo

It was quiet disturbing for every student who witnessed the wrecked condition of the red headed boy, of the school bully. Watching him cry like that was new for the students, they have always seen him angry, always seen him a powerful being, but watching him crying like that was not what they imagined. Specially for Miles. Lucas has been his worst nightmare. Never have he ever thought that Lucas would crumble down like this, that he will see this side of Lucas. It's been a whole day, but Miles couldn't muster up the power to forget what happened in the gym yesterday. Lucas didn't go home yesterday. He don't know where was he but when he went back home he saw Christopher leaving the house and telling him the he should lock the door properly, and that it might get late for him to come back so Miles should make himself something to eat. And then when he woke up today, he didn't see Christopher at home. That means where ever he went, it was quiet far from here. And while leaving f

"Sara." A boy called earning a glare from the librarian. And the glare was followed by an annoyed voice. "It's a library, if you want to shout, shout outside." Said the old woman and got back to putting stamp over the stack of books that students just returned. "Sorry." Said the boy and walked to the familiar figure of girl who is already looking at him as soon as he called her name. "Sara." "What happened Alan?" Asked the girl in a whisper. The boy stood beside her and looked at her face and stopped his gaze over his forehead that had wrinkles, more like tense layer of skin showing that she was worried. "You are friend with Miles, right? That farm boy?" Said Alan and looked for the change in expressions over the girl's face. "Yup, i am." She smiled. Her smile put an extra burden over the words that were to be leave from boy's mouth. "Well, you see......Miles was.....he was found—-" "What is it, Alan? You are scaring me." She closed the book and diverted her whole focus t

"You do realise that what you did is wrong, Mortin." Whisper yelled the younger boy to the other. "I know." Mortin repeated. "He didn't do anything to deserve this. If any....even a single student reported you and your gang, you guys are finished." Said the younger one again. "No one will stand against Josh. Our whole class fears him." Mortin said not making eye contact. "Not everyone is afraid of him." The younger broke up to him. "They do, they just don't show it." Replied Mortin. "Keep repeating it" the younger chuckled. "Don't get involved in it, Alan. It'll only get dirtier." Mortin for the first time looked in younger boy's eyes. "If it's bad that i have to step in to keep my brother safe." Said Alan looking deep into the elder boy's eyes. "It's my job to keep you safe, not yours. Just focus on your study and......and stay away from such stuff." Mortin tried to slap some sense in him. "Are you sure doing that will keep me out of trouble? That I won't get bulli

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