The Silent Killer

chapter 1

After deflecting Ivan's hit ,yelping in pain, Ivan growled as he got up from the ground and tackled Henry back on the floor.

Holding him down on his knees and throwing punches at his face  and letting out all his anger on him as if he was a punching bag, he heard a soft voice from behind yelling at him to stop but he couldn't just stop.
Everyone knew Ivan turns into a monster when he's angry and anyone who's behind his temper rise is considered death from how brutally hit he could end up looking, Ivan kept focusing on the target in front of him ,blocking all the voices around him ,till suddenly he felt two pair of arms pulling him from behind ,away from Henry's body which he almost turned into a corpse.

As Ivan kept struggling to get away from the grip of the guy holding him, but on the other hand ,Henry was coughing out trying to regain his steady heartbeat after their intense fight, bruises started to form on his face bruises already and blood kept dripping out of his nose. Ivan didn't even notice the circle of people formed around them in the hallway, all of them having the shocking look on their face.
Ivan was never like this, Ivan was unproblematic ,no one expected this from him ,suddenly everyone starting leaving once the bell ringed indicating its time for the next class, Ivan knew it was a bad idea to get out of bed today. He yanked his hands off the guy holding him which he later realized it was his best friend brian,he straightened his shirt and raised his head up to meet Brian's eyes which were full of sadness and sorrow .

He looked to the person standing beside him and realized how he just let her down  as she covered her mouth with both her hands and tears shimmered in her eyes . All the  inflame and outrage in his eyes disappeared at the sight and he tried to walk to her and hold her hand, but as he kept coming closer to her ,she kept moving backwards, disappearing from his sight ,he couldn't bring himself to speak ,his eyes darted down and sighed disappointedly.

When class ended, Ivan rushed out of class and went to his "peaceful place", a place no one knows except him ,his own place, he wanted to cry ,at this point he didn't care if crying isn't a "masculine thing" anymore.

He wanted  to scream off everything ,he couldn't bear it ,he wanted to cry on the shoulder of the only person who's voice could soothe him, he wanted to look into her arctic blue,  sparkling eyes, he wanted to see her smile that could cure cancer.

He wanted nothing but to feel her comfortable prescence,the warm feeling he feels whenever she engulfed him, he could still remember how she looked like, her face was heart-shaped, her dainty shaped nose , her shoulder-length auburn hair, her sturdy hands with long fingers, her voice was gentle, always had a bit of goofiness on it.

He can't remember a day where her face didn't light up ,he couldn't recall seeing a frown on her face, he sighed as he threw a rock into the river where they always used to meet.

After what seemed an hour, Ivan decided to go home, he wasn't in the mood to hear another lecture from his parents, he got off the sea bridge and turned around to be greeted by the absence of  Henry, as  much as worn out Ivan feels, the sight of Henry made him grit his teeth, he couldn't wait to take Emily's vengeance...