Fighting the Truth

Change

Chapter Fourteen: Change

ELLIOT’S P.O.V

I sat in Kira’s guest room with Tom, “This is bullshit!” I screamed as I threw a sneaker at the wall.

“DON’T DAMAGE MY HOUSE!” Kira’s voice echoed.

Tom snickered as he unpacked the flamethrower, “At least we got to stay in his house for once.” I nodded, that’s true. Tom turned and flipped the flat screen T.V, “Hey, Sailor Moon.” He pointed at a dancing Serena who transformed into her Sailor Outfit. “I want to cosplay them.” I turn to Tom horrified, NO NO NO! “Boy versions of course.”

I narrowed my eyes, “No. You’re wearing a skirt.”

He pointed at me accusingly, “YOU WEAR IT YOUR MORE GIRLY LOOKING THAN M-“ Boom headshot. “OW! WHY DID YOU THROW A SNEAKER AT ME?! YOU-“ Boom headshot. “OW… what is that?”

“That’s me trying to say to keep it quiet up here.” Kira stated as he leaned against the doorframe, “Or else you’re going to the gay bar again.” I dig through my bag and find my phone, 56789123

Tom’s eyes widened, “You wouldn’t dare.”

Kira smirked evilly, “Elliot can get it arranged.” I held up my phone to my ear joking around, Tom widened his eyes and climbed over the bed.

“Hello darling~ It’s Dig Bick and you’re talking to Samuel, how can I help?” I held my breath as I ran around the house trying to avoid Tom.

“Hi it’s Elliot again!” I said in between breaths.

“Oh hello darling!~ Tom at it again?” A shoe flew straight over my head, Haha, Tom is so fired up! Taint was on the floor laughing his guts out.

But I shut my phone suddenly, “Hear that?” Kira’s voice echoed, slowly the sound of police sirens were appearing again. “GUYS! Get rid of your guns!” Tom and I retreated to our rooms and grabbed all weapon-related items and pondered on where to put them. “Out the window!” Tom opened the window and I threw his suitcase out carelessly along with my other weapons.

Soon a knock entered my ears, “Hello, is Elliot Ryan here?”

Tom and I froze, I widened my eyes in fear.

“Uh, yeah he is... ELLIOT!” Kira’s voice boomed through the area.

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KENT’S P.O.V

Elliot sighed, “You’re leaving now?” I stood alone with him, his eyes full of shame.

He nods quickly, “The police said that my Dad just had a heart attack... I’m going to see him... take me three months... till I return... it’s too soon.” He looks away and I help him with the luggage, “Kent, here’s my email.” He hands me a piece of paper, “Email me what happens every week... you know what to do. Kira will help you for two weeks... after that...” He trails off and I follow him into the airport.

I press my lips to the side, “Does this mean I have to give you an early happy birthday?” He stops and turns to me, “You’re leaving, and Tom told me your birthday is on the seventh of April... you won’t be back until June.” He nods slowly, “Happy birthday.” I patted his shoulder and he sighed.

Elliot continued looking down, “Make sure you try your best to stay out of combat...” I nodded as he began walking again, he was head of the queue. “Kent, please... just be careful.” He begins walking to a receptionist, and shows her a ticket. “And, make sure... that Christal is underline.” I nod and smile. “I knew I could trust you.”