Three Brood Instigators

94. Minor Stray Delinquents II

Wilkes lied his head by his legs for too long that day. He realized that the more he kept that pain to himself, the more he is going to suffer every second. To that, he decided to take responsibility once and for all: he wore his light blue hoodie, he walked downstairs by the darkest skies.

"Nanny," Wilkes greeted.

"There you are, Wilkes. I just cooked some waffles," Nanny just finished her cook.

"Nanny, I need to go," Wilkes urbed.

"What, now?" she listened and recognized. "It is very late, where are you going?"

Wilkes revealed, "My friends... he broke up with his friends... he is not feeling well, I want to visit him."

"James?" Nanny guessed. "I see that you still have faith on him," she realized. "Alright, don't be too late."

"I... I will," Wilkes vowed to try.

He left and turned right. "James' house is on the right."

"Oh, yes, sorry," Wilkes was relieved he didn't get caught. Still, Nanny was amazed that he would walk the dark clouds to visit James.

Meanwhile back at the camp in Winterville,

"12th December—we take it, and we're out of here," Drock revealed.

"Uncle I... I don't think we should be doing this...we...we can't leave tavernier," Kevin feared.

"I am sorry, Kevin, we have no choice, it's December. We are wanted people now, it is either we leave or be in jail," Uncle Thomas said.

"Why, why are you doing this..." Kevin cried.

"YOUR FATHER WOULD HAVE WANTED YOU TO DO THIS WITH US!!" Drock screamed. "That's the truth!"

"Don't talk about my father like that!" Kevin scolded. "He, he is better than that!"

"You are not his son, Kev. You ain't a guy from the streets, can you fuckin understand and deal with that?!" Drock pushed Kevin, both prepared to intimidate.

"Hey, hey, HEY, STOP THAT!!" Uncle Thomas screamed. "Come on, you kids, grow up!!" he said. "I know you are gonna miss your school life, Kev, but I guess now you need to learn to be independent from it."

Kevin felt hurt, "I don't want to do this, never at all."

"Neither do I," Uncle Thoams said.

Then the two came after that warehouse incident,

"There you are, Clayne and Pastuzy," Ben pointed.

"Shut up!" Clayne spouted.

"Where have you two honey beans been?" Herman wondered.

"Seriously, is that how you welcome a fellow Sixage, you stupid fuck?!" Clayne threatened.

"Enough! Everyone's here. Right on time," Uncle Thomas said, while looking at the paper plan. "Any day now, the boat will come, so now we..."

"Wait, where's that creepy orphan bastard?" Goran wondered.

"Well, that's the part we want to tell you. There was... an accident... and now he is in a better place to see his little friend he called a brother," Pastuzo said.

"Ha... happy place?" Ben reacted.

"You killed that poor bastard?!" Herman reacted.

"FUCK YOU!" Pastuzo pushed Herman. "YOU THINK I'D FUCKING DO THAT?! NO! Fuck you, you sick fuck, are you assuming because of my alien eyes, THAT I AM A FUCKING EVIL PSYCHOPATH TO YOU, HUH, YOU SICK USELESS FUCK!!"