Jamal Kunis POV It was evening time when they were done with all their fun. They had just left a dance club and were heading towards the direction that led to the bus stop. What a day it was for them. I watch them and follow just as I have been doing all day. Surely these two were close. There was certainly no other explanation as to why they would spend the whole day with each other. I just sat in the car watching. Eventually I had to meet her. Autumn had said it before. I knew it from the start. The both of them must have noticed me because they paused at the side of the road. The expression on their face said it all. They were talking in hushed voices. Though I was far away and could not hear a single word even if they were to speak aloud, I could just tell that they were making up a plan. Soon, they hugged and walked in different directions. I knew the trick. They wanted me to go after one of them. I knew very well that Methis did not live here. Of course, I had followed to her a

Methis Delis POV He let go of my hand, and walked away. He got into his car, and drove away. He left me standing at the door, feeling confused and conflicted and guilty and hopeful. All at the same time. It was scary as fuck. I closed the door, and locked it going back to the couch, where sat down. I tried to process what had just happened. Should I go to the hotel? Or should I stay at home? Should I ignore him? Should I reject him? Should I hate him? Should I fear him? Should I forget him? I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to feel. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what to choose. I looked at the clock, and saw that it was almost time for school. Getting up from the couch, I grabbed my backpack. I put on my jacket, and headed for the door. I opened the door, and stepped outside. I looked at the street, and saw his car. He was still there. He was still watching me. He was still waiting for me. He smiled, and waved. He mouthed, "I will see you." I felt a pa

Xander POV I glared back at the man, refusing to back down. He was big, way bigger than me, and there was some cause for concern, but I wasn't here to fight. I just wanted to ta to Methis. I looked past his shoulder at her, "This is him yeah?" She nodded. "What is he doing here? I thought I warned you not to let him in? How the hell did he get here?" "Xander, I can explain," she said, getting up and reaching for my hand. "Explain what? Why you're still seeing this jerk?" I snapped, pulling my hand away. "Hey, watch your mouth," The man said, "You don't know anything about us." "I know enough. I know you treated her like shit mister, I know you broke her heart, and I know you're not good for her," I said, glaring at him. He laughed, a cold and mocking sound. "You think you know her so well, huh? You think you're her knight in shining armor? You're nothing but a rebound, kid. A distraction. A toy." I clenched my fists, feeling a surge of adrenaline. I wanted to punch the basta

Xander POV I could swear that in that moment Jamal dies and resurrects. He flashed a nervous smile before getting himself back into his normal intimidating look. I thought that this was my chance and if I could press harder, Jamal would let something slip. Something that might lead me to discover the entire truth. “What? Does the disappearance ring any bell?” I asked. Jamal laughs and answers. “Of course it does. Methis had gone for treatment abroad. Nearly fatal thing, it was.” I cursed within myself. Jamal was probably smarter than I had anticipated. He did not evade questions. He answered them. Evasion was a sign of guilt but I knew better. Even with an aligning story from Methis and this strange man, it was still likely a well-planned lie. “Where abroad?” I asked. “I am not Methis mouthpiece. If you wish to know so much then ask her if she’ll be comfortable enough to tell you such details,” Jamal answered. “Now, seize with the interrogation, worm. I have better matters to att

Jamal's POV "Come on dad, you promised," Summer complained as she tugged on my pants while I was making a phone call. "Shhh!" I hushed her quietly, "You're interrupting my call," I told her in a whispery voice before resuming my conversation over the phone, "Yes hello, where were we?...Oh sorry, it's my daughter." "Dad!" she shrieked in her shrill voice. "Hold on, I'll call you back," I said over the phone before I hung up. "Dammit Summer, what is wrong with you?!" I yelled at her. She sniffled a bit as tears began to well up in her eyes. "Oh baby," I said compassionately as I squatted to her level holding her two little palms in my hands. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you, okay?" I said to her as she sobbed quietly. "Will you forgive Daddy?" I asked using my index finger to gently lift her chin up so we could make eye contact. "Uhn-uhn," she responded shaking her head in rejection. "Seriously? Okay, what should I get you? An ice cream?" I asked in a bid to placate her. "Hehehe,"