Chapter 11: He's back?

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Ethans POV:


It's been two months since I've seen Alas. I've also earned more beatings from my dad. My sister moved out, and school ends next week. I sit on a bench in the park, our school ends in the fall, so I'm taking good pictures before it's swarmed with people. I'm taking pictures of falling leaves, careful not to move my left arm. My dick of a dad dislocated it then popped it back in place, as I take pictures I see red hair across the street in a crowd, disappearing with them, as she looks over her shoulder.


I jerk and stare at her, she walks into a cafe, as another person with red hair walks into the cafe, this time I recognize that hair. I started to breathe heavy, is he back? He probably won't recognize me since I dyed my hair white. I played with my lip ring as I watched them, they talked before he turned his head his eyes meeting mine, his eyes widen. I got up and put my hands in my pockets, letting my camera hanging around my neck. I dipped my head and rushed away from my place. Damn it....he saw me. As I quicken my pace I look behind me to see him following "h-hey wait please" his voice was a little different. It can't be him! It can't be! he left!


I bite my lip to stop the tears brimming in my eyes. I turn and creep in an alley, waiting for him to follow me. I have to see....please...he follows and looks at me worried.


"Alas?" I whisper quietly, he looks at me with the same thing I was thinking, it can't be him "E-Ethan?" I look around. I haven't changed much, my voice went down slightly, I started working out because of my dad, and of course...my hair. "Y-yeah...it's me..." he looks at me tears rolling down his face, I felt my chest tighten as my breathing started to quicken again. "H-how are you?" I ask him quietly, he looks at me then down "horrible" he wipes his eyes softly.


I nod "Was that your sister or..." he frowns and nods "yes..." he walks to me placing his hand on my cheek, my breath hitched as I take his hand "I missed you..." he frowns tears forming in his eyes threatening to fall again "I thought you were dead" I flinch. He thought I was dead? Why? I bite my lip "No, I'm alive...very much alive..." he notices my flinch and looks down "I'm sorry...I-I-" I frown "Whatever," my phone buzzed. I dropped his hand.


He frowns and moves away, soon walking out of the ally. I sighed as I walked out and hurried home. Shit, I don't need a broken finger!

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