SetoSolace- Entry #__

Entry #4

It's been five years since I last saw Seto.

Where was he...?

Was he okay?

He didn't get kidnapped, did he?!

The other students always looked at me funny. Tch, how would you feel if a close friend of yours disappeared for five years?

Then I saw him again.

At least... I think I did. It was hard to tell from the upstairs highschool window.

The streets were busier than usual, so cars went up and down a lot more. I was bored, so I looked out.

A figure was moving through the cars, like... like a ghost.

I was so freaked out.

Purple clothing, which instantly shot me back to Seto. They just walked through the cars like it didn't even hurt them. The drivers weren't stopping suddenly or yelling for the figure to move.

That couldn't be Seto... Could it?

Nobody believed to me about Seto, except for my friend Ty. He looked scared and confused when I told him, even worried.

"Dude, Brice... do you even know Seto's last name?"

"Um... I think it was Sorcerer?"

"Seto Sorcerer is dead, Brice."

Seto Sorcerer is dead.

I couldn't fucking believe it. I hugged Seto. Laughed with him. Held hands with him. Ate, talked, and played with him.

"Seto Sorcerer was a friend of mine when I was very, very little; we were born at the same hospital, close time, close rooms. In Day Care a person tried to kill all of us. Seto used his magic and killed the person, but died himself using too much energy and being the first target to shoot at. Fucking media didn't give a damn shit about his bravery. Covered the whole shooting with an excuse of "We don't want to scare the people and the children with an infant dying."

I saw him, right there, fucking right there.

Seto stood there, fear in his eyes.

I looked up at him, Ty looking over.

"What are you looking at?"

That would explain it. How nobody saw Seto or knew about him. How my friends asked me who I was looking at. How he managed to hide being the closet.

Seto reached his hand out, swallowing.

"L-Look, Bri-"

I didn't want to be with him anymore.

I turned around and walked away.

Maybe that was my biggest mistake.