Prodigy's POV: my feet were killing me as i made my way back home like got damn that felt like they were attacked by the freaking struggle anyway i took a seat in front of the big tree in front of my house just to think about my plan like what am i gonna do? myles still wants to kill me probably won't even waste time talking then i started to hear noices giggles actually i looked to my right and saw... myles??? with some dude tall about 5'7 black hair pulled back into a ponytail there were kissing and talking
the conversation
chres i love you so much i love you too myles babe your like my everything all i have in this world promise me you wont ever leave me i promise you with every fiber of my being i will NEVER leave you
end of conversation
i watched as they continued to make out and laugh and i noticed myles seemed really happy happier than i've seen him since he appeared in my house and i started thinking to myself how can a kid that seems that nice and that happy turn out to be such a psychotic bipolar bastard? was it because if that dude chres? is he the "him" myles always talks about what did he do to him? they disappeared and all of a sudden the wind became harsher and colder to cold for summer time i looked up at my bedroom window and saw myles just standing there something was different about him he was angry.....er and his eyes they were glowing red all of a sudden i lost conciousness when i felt a blunt blow to the back of my head
