Warning: This chapter contains a sensitive subject(sexual assault)
Why is Wyatt in the store?
It couldn't be a coincidence.
Was he fucking stalking us?
"Why are you here?" I growled.
"Don't cause a scene in public man. I'm just shopping."
"I shop at this store every week, why haven't I seen you before?"
"Am I not allowed to shop here?" He laughed.
"It's a small shop almost no one goes to. I've seen everyone that shops here multiple times."
"Why can't I try a new store to shop at?" He glanced over at Felix. "How are you?"
What's with that scary expression on Felix's face?
I guess it made sense...Wyatt was a rude ass when the two of them met at the party a while ago.
"I heard you tried to kill yourself. Are you okay now?" Wyatt asked.
Where in the fuck did he hear that? It's not like the information was anything public.
"What the fuck are you asking for, asshole?" Felix spat.
Cold.
Felix eyes are cold.
I've never seen him look at someone with hatred.
I had no idea he was even capable of feeling hate.
"Honey, come on. I'm just worried about an old friend! Come on!"
Old friend?
What the fuck?
I guess they were friends in a way back in elementary school, but why would Wyatt bring that up?
Did the two of them still talk after I was taken away?
"We were never friends."
"You're such a sour guy."
"Why do you think that is?" Felix laughed at him darkly.
"Oh come on. Stop acting like the good guy here. You and I both know you've done worse things than I ever have."
I don't understand what they're even talking about.
But they're acting like they know each other really well.
It's scaring me.
And what did Wyatt mean by "you've done worse things?"
Wyatt's a leader of a gang that kills people for Christ's sake!
"Wyatt, why don't you fucking leave now? Leave me the fuck alone already!"
"Oh, you know that won't happen. I have eyes everywhere and I'll always be around," Wyatt grinned. "Anyways, you're boring me right now so I'm gonna go."
Wyatt turned his back and took one step forward but paused for a moment.
"I wonder how'd you react if I threatened to kill Owen," Wyatt muttered.
"Don't you dare-"
"Meh. Bye Felix-boo! See you soon!" Wyatt walked out of our sight.
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A Voice Left Unheard(mxm)
Teen Fiction(Written June 2017) None of us are perfect. We're all human and live with things we regret. And usually the person we find hardest to forgive is ourselves. A Voice Left Unheard is a novel that that addresses issues most of us will have to deal wit...