𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐶 𝐾

𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘵

IT'S BEEN TWO DAYS since Silas and Robby's talk and they've been taking everything slow. Step by step and Silas couldn't be more grateful. He felt at peace. Maybe all he ever needed was a break from fighting to see that it was the one thing that was truly hurting him and his mental state.

For last two days, he couldn't help but to think about Kreese. His Kreese would never have done anything like that. Putting his hands on Stingray? No way. He wouldn't have risked walking out his life just like everyone else. He would've been right there with Robby trying to find him if he wasn't locked up. This all just wasn't John.

Silas knew Kreese...or at least he thought he did. He honestly didn't know what to think about the situation. He also didn't know if he wanted to go see him. It was slowly becoming the last thing on his mind, he didn't really feel like falling off the wagon again.

So in time, he'll decide on what to do.

After hours of begging from Anthony to go to Splasharama water park, Silas agreed. He knew Anthony needed a moment like this to let loose and hang with friends and Silas did too. Actually, they all did.

As they entered the park, a smile forms on Silas's face, his eyes roaming over all the different slides and pools. Though, his smile dimmed when he caught sight of Hawk and Miguel sitting with Sam, Moon and Yasmine. The sight confused him.

Actually, it wasn't the sight itself, it was the sight of Hawk and Moon sitting together. Silas had thought they were broken up. At least, that's how Hawk put it. He's given Silas's numerous love confessions. It would be interesting if he was back with the girl.

Silas attempts to shrug it off, acting like it didn't bother him one bit, but it did. It really did and he didn't know why. At least that's what he's telling himself. To take his mind off of it, he turns his attention ahead of him, a large smile forming on his lips. "Tory!"

"Silas!" Tory jumps off of the table she was sitting on top off before running straight towards him, her arms opened wide.

Tossing his towel at Robby, Silas rushes to meet her half way and pull her into a hug. Careful with his back, Silas lifts her off the ground just a bit, causing her to let out a laugh as she clings to him. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you more." Silas places her down on the floor, the smile never leaving his face.

"So, how was Mexico, runaway?" Tory raises her eyebrows as she nudges him.

From behind him, Robby stifles a laugh at the nickname and Silas squints his eyes at the two as he looks between them. "Oh? Is that going to be a thing now? You seem to remember who was the original runaway, Swayze."

"Yeah, you were blasted all over the news, buddy." Tory adds in, chuckling.

"Yeah, well, seems like I started a trend." Robby says jokingly, throwing an arm around Silas's shoulders.

"I'm glad we can joke about it." Silas rolls his eyes, playfully.

"You didn't answer my question. How was it?"

"For the first couple seconds it was beautiful." Silas starts. "Then we met Miguel's father and shit took a turn real fast. The lesson I learned was to never go anywhere with Diaz...like ever."

"I'm surprised you were able to push your problems aside."

"Um, in the moment, we came to an understanding that we both were just trying to find an escape from reality and that seemed to be enough to keep us from attacking each other. It was nice while it lasted, but it's still very much an opened wound that's too big to deal with right now." Silas explains.