THE RAVENS

sixteen

- aliyah -

As the end credits of The Breakfast Club rolled in, Jackson started to obnoxiously clap, a bright smile spread across his face.

"Now that....my friends, is what you call a great movie!" He said as he munched on popcorn.

I quickly glanced over at the time, 7:08 pm.

"I think I'm gonna head back home, my Mom is probably waiting for me," I state bitterly.

I quickly glanced over at Xavier who was staring at his phone intently,

"You okay?" I ask him, while everyone else merges into their own conversations.

I took a seat next to him, I tried not to look at Xavier for too long but I couldn't help it.

Once you stare at a beautiful person, you can never stop staring.

I also looked like a fool as I stared at him.

His jawline was clenched, eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes infixed on his phone.

I lightly touched him on the shoulder, Xavier jolted back and soon his hazel eyes were infixed onto mine.

"H-hey..." Xavier said, his voice quavering. He looked nervous, and that just made me more curious about what he was so indulged in on his phone.

"Are you good?" I asked him as he tucked his phone quickly in his jean pocket.

"Yeah...just got some stuff to deal with." He states, his eyes trailing off and onto our friends who were now arguing whether which 80's movie was better; The Breakfast Club or The Outsiders.

Definitely The Outsiders.

"Are you going home?" He asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Yeah, I was just gonna leave," I reply as I stood up.

"Can I walk you?" He offers, his hazel eyes filled with nothing but amusement.

I hesitated before accepting, "Sure, just don't make me do any favours." I tease,  before we both walk out the door.

It's quite odd when I see Xavier's attitude change in an instant. One moment he looks so lost and frustrated, and the next minute he's the most contented guy I've ever seen.

As the two of us walked side by side, I could feel his shoulder bristle along my arm and I felt a tingle sensation wash over me. It was weird and definitely something I never felt before, typically around Xavier. But in all honesty, he made me feel somewhat safe. And I kinda liked it.

Under the dim light and above us many, many, stars, I guess you can say that it gets pretty dark at early times in Vixton Dale.

It was silent for a while until we finally turned on my street,

"Aliyah...that guy you were with..." Xavier stated out of nowhere, I glance over at him and notice that he's in deep thought, his mind filled with perhaps who that mysterious guy I was with earlier. And I wish I could tell him, I really do. But...do I really trust Xavier?

"He...was just a date." I lie quickly,

Xavier stopped walking and so did I.

His hazel eyes filled with uncertainty from the great unknown, and it was there when I figured out that he knew something I didn't.

"He's my bother."

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It was now 8 pm, and I didn't make it home yet.

Xavier and I are currently sitting on the curb of the sidewalk in front of my house. He explained everything to me; everything meaning what he meant by how he referred to Axel as his 'brother' and if he knew anything about my Father or the calls I was getting.

I guess you could say that I was in utter disbelief.

I mean, I was just starting to like Xavier and the fact that this pops out of nowhere somehow makes me more indulged in him. Is that weird?

But why did Xavier trust me? Why did he speak the whole truth (assuming that it is the whole truth) about his crazy family life to the girl who he barely knows?

And I have no idea why. Or maybe, I'm just really clueless.

"So you're telling me that you and Axel are brothers but separated from birth?" I asked,

I understood every detail about the story, however, it was hard not to feel like a complete idiot after lying to Xavier about how Axel was my quote on quote "date".

They don't look strikingly similar and it never occurred to me that they were even related or perhaps knew each other.

"Yeah, it's just....I don't know, it's all messed up. And I just hope that you don't spend any more time with him. He's not a good guy, Aliyah...trust me." Xavier states, his voice laced with worry and his face smothered with hurt as his hazel eyes were...lost.

It hurt me to see Xavier like this. To see Xavier all...broken.

What happened to the notorious bad boy of Vixton Dale?

"Xavier, your Brother knew something about my Father. Perhaps, even more about my Father than I ever did. And although this sounds crazy....were you ever close with him?" My heart was beating at a rapid pace, and I was scared to hear what Xavier was going to say. He glanced up at me and ran his hand through his silky dark brown hair,

"I knew him." He confesses.

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