Merome: Wild Animals

Ran

--= Lachlan's + POV =--

It's been about two days now and he still hasn't returned. Typical arse. Jumping out of a window after almost setting fire to their house. I'm going to kill him the next time I see him.

Or severely knock some sense into him. As much as I want to do the first option the second option is probably what I'm going to have to go with anyways due to the fact he can probably serve my butt seven times around.

"So he just hopped out the window Jerome? Just like that?" Mitch perked up. The silence shattering into oblivion, Jerome turned his attention towards Mitch and flashed a patient smile after saying it a million times.

If I were Jerome, I would have decked Mitch and ran away with Preston! Wait, no, Preston would probably deck Jerome after Jerome decked Mitch. But I would survive! I would end up very lonely though...

"Well he was set on fire due to rage and then he dove out through the window and just ran." Jerome repeated for the millionth time. Mitch seeming confused like it just didn't add up, he asked the same question he asked before.

"Why would he do that?" He murmured. Jerome looking like he was ready to rip Mitch's throat off, Jerome tried taking a step towards Mitch but I raised an arm blocking his path.

"So he wouldn't burn down the house Dumb Dumb." Jerome seeming satisfied with the answer, realization finally smashed into the side of Mitch's head and he just nodded seeming to finally get the idea.

"Think he'll come back?" Mitch wondered. Mitch's head tilting to the side and gazing at Jerome with his big, hazel eyes and a worried frown plastered on his face, Jerome sighed slightly and shrugged his shoulders.

"Hope so."

--= Vikk's + POV =--

Stuttering down the path with my eyes narrowed, I checked left and right to make sure nothing was there before I continued to slur down the dirt path. I wasn't drunk. I was just so exhausted and done I acted like it.

My heart heaved feeling too heavy, and I groaned as I shut my eyes and decided to seat myself down for a few seconds. What I wouldn't give to see Lachlan or be with Jerome and Mitch right now.

I wouldn't even mind being with Preston, I just feel too lonely. I want somebody beside me, even if they're beating me up or yelling at me with nasty words one shouldn't repeat.

If I had become anymore desperate, I might as well just go back and start talking to them....But...I can't...Who knows what everyone would do to me if they saw me again.

I mean, I do have abilities like Jerome and Preston, but they aren't as strong. I'm the weakling of the trio, even Lachlan is probably stronger than me.

Eyes scrunching shut as I pressed my index finger and thumb against the bridge of my nose, a wash of dread succumbed into me as the same voice from a little while ago showed up.

"Vikk?" Preston's voice called out. Whipping around to see him panicked and afraid, his eyes lit up like lanterns and screamed for anybody around to run away. I couldn't help but smile at him, too tired to move.

"Hey Preston. Long time no see." I heaved. Preston checking me up and down with complete worry, I furrowed my eyebrows to see his hands were burnt and covered in ash.

"Preston...."

"I panicked." Nodding my head in understandment, Preston continued to stare at me in the fretting position he was in. His hands clenched tightly to his side like he was afraid they would move all on their own.

The way he looks so scared right now, I wouldn't be surprised if they did.

"Ahh. Wanna sit down? It's not like you can burn me, you can beat me up though."

I suggested. Preston having a blank expression on his face, it melted into one of doubt as he shuffled over to me and plopped himself down as he scruffed his face up getting lost in thought.

"....Thank you." He mumbled. Glancing over at Preston to see him with a small smile on his lips, I grinned as I laid myself down so I was gazing at the sky, realizing now that it was quite dark.

How did time pass by as fast as it did? How long have we just been lying down and staring at nothing?....I don't get it. Even when he's threatening my life he always manages to make time fly.

......Is this how Rob felt?