Enemies. [Creek..?]

eight

TWEEK POV.  (yk what would be real nice? listening to francis forever by mitski while reading this chapter.)

It's been a week and a bit since the attack. Many have died. CDAD have moved spots to avoid barbarians getting revenge.

Stan told me about Kyle, how he was shot and lived. That was before he escaped and joined Kyle.

How is it Kyle and Feldspar had nearly the same wound and Kyle was the only one who made it out alive? He should've lived. Kyle got help. Why couldn't Feldspar just comply.

I knew him as Feldspar, so i'm still calling him that. I have no clue who Craig Tucker is, what he was like, what story he had. I only know Feldspar the Thief.

I haven't spoken much since Feldspar was killed. There's nothing to say. None of the barbarians care, they don't know what he means to me. Nobodys does, and nobody will.

I just sit. I sit here in the forest and I stare. Stare into the trees and foot marks left from the attack. Sometimes I wonder if it was all a terrible nightmare and if I stare hard enough, Feldspar will emerge from the trees like he used too, and together we can sit and talk.

But that hasn't happened, nor will it ever. My head falls and I stare at the knife I don't dare let go of. It's not mine, it's Feldspars. When he died I took it as a memory.

I think again of how when he closed his eyes for the last time, how I begged for him to come back, how I screamed so loud for help my voice went hoarse. Someone came eventually, but it was too late.

Stan used to come talk to me. Ask me how I am, rant to me about everything. I would never respond. Just listen, nod and shake my head as answers. Then Stan left, and nobody else talks to me. They don't know.

I don't want to be able to speak normally. I don't want move on. I don't even want Stan to come visit. I just want Feldspar back.

CLYDE POV (because i havent caused enough pain yet 😈 and yes, feldspar is actually dead. like fr fr on god no joke.)

I sit upon our deck. It's in a new spot because we don't want to risk barbarians attacking us. It's far away.

I haven't seen Craig since the war. I think he's gotten lost. He's got a knack for doing that. I figure he probably left with this mystery boy he's been talking all about. I think I know who it is. I saw them talking, some blonde. Definitely a barbarian. I've tried looking for him, not in the forest, just around town. I know he's probably out in the forest somewhere, I just don't want to get caught or lost. I guess for him it's worth the risk.

Everyones been wondering where Feldspar is. Stan doesn't say anything about it. He just looks at us and shrugs. He's usually more outgoing, but it's whatever.

Maybe I will take a trip to the forest, just to see if I can find him or that blonde. I climb off the ship. Nobody notices i'm gone.

I take the long walk to the forest and stand there a moment trying to figure which way to go in. I just go straight. I don't really know how long i've been walking, but I can see the boy. I walk towards him to see him holding a knife, recognizably as Feldspars, and his pouch next to him.

"Hello?" I say kindly as I approach him. He looks up.

He doesn't say anything, he just glares at me like he already knows me.

"Just looking for Feldspar. Seen him?" I ask. He looks back down at the knife.

"You — don't know?" He chokes out. I shake my head, very confused. What am I supposed to know? Did he really leave and not tell anyone? Wow.