The Transformation*

+4 Just Plain Confusing

Just Plain Confusing

"Alright, Joe quit fucking around and tell us who the hell was that," Luke commanded as all the guys nervously gather around the living room. Brock leaned over, fiddling his fingers together as he tried to recall the face of that old lady, yet somehow he can't. "Luke, I'm serious man... I don't know her," Joe sweat dropped, shaking hands are quite visible as he lifts his arms up in surrender.

Evan glanced around the room, he saw the looks of his friends and he knew they could not go into panic mode right now. So he took it upon himself to stand up and calm everyone down, "Look, guys, she might be just another traveler. We don't know anything, alright? Besides, she didn't do anything wrong right?" The question was more for himself than for the others, trying to convince himself that whatever nonsense he's talking about is true. "Yeah, a traveler with a rabbit foot for a necklace!" Luke spoke, waving his arms up and unintentionally making Ryan flinch.

"Just calm down dude, we're all paranoid because we're here in the middle of nowhere. No need to freak out." Evan responded and this seemed to calm the others down including Luke. After a good five minutes of busy silence, Brock stood up declaring that he would cook food for them. Brian was about to help him out when Craig and Ryan stood up and began accompanying Brock over the kitchen, helping each other out. Brian just frowned but just looked away, his eyes spot David and Lui sitting next to each other, seemingly to calm each other out. Luke took a deep breath when Jonathan walked over to him, patting his back. Luke just chuckled and half hugged Jonathan, Jon always knew how to cheer Luke up, after all, they are childhood best buds. And Luke swore that he'd protect Jonathan with his dear self ever since he becomes friends with him. Almost like his own younger brother...

"Do you think Evan's right?" Ryan whispered as he cuts down the potatoes on his board, "He might be, who knows..." Craig responded grabbing the chicken from the fridge and started slicing it up into smaller pieces, "Right or not, he only did that to keep us calm. The important thing is that we don't lose our sanities and each other." Brock added, slowly stirring the soup he had been brewing, tasting if it was the right taste or not before allowing Ryan to add in the sliced potatoes. The pair stared at Brock, silently admiring on how calm and collected he is, however, they don't see at how shaken Brock up from the events. The way that woman lift her hand and Brock stared at her pale and cracked lips, watching as it was slightly moving signifying that she was, in fact, saying something beneath her breath and let them be damned if it was a spell.

Brian sat on the sofa with Marcel, Joe, Luke, Jonathan, and Evan, trying to busy his mind off the creepy event and focus on how much they still have electricity inside the cabin. As the six cramped the sofa,

Tyler sat alone on his one-seater chair, remembering the event, and no. Not the same creepy event everybody else is thinking about just now, he was thinking about the event that happened way before that. He subconsciously placed his fingers on top of his lips, and just like the flashes of a camera, the memories flashed inside his mind.  A pair of lips against his own... He shut his eyes off, rapidly shaking his head, trying to forget the image. What the heck is he thinking about? He's courting someone else damnit. And just like a heaven's call, Ryan's voice echoed from the kitchen. Finally, food, something that will literally distract him.

"C'mon guys, dinner's ready!" the crack on Ryan's voice made them all chuckle as they all took a seat. Joe at the head of the table, next to his right are; Jonathan, Ryan, Luke, David, and Lui. Brock was over the other end and to his right are; Brian, Marcel, Craig, Tyler, and Evan. "Damn! Mashed potatoes? These are some good shit man," Luke complemented making Ryan's cheek turn a little bit red. Brian gave an occasional glance towards his left in which Brock was seated, trying to make some jokes that could lighten the mood up and again Brock was too busy focusing on the arms of his dear friend David and Lui.

Lui's left hand was resting on top of David's thigh and the Irishman didn't seem to mind. On the other hand, Marcel tried to get in a conversation with Craig but was always backing out every time he saw Craig paying so much attention to Tyler's snarky and sarcastic remarks about the waterfall. Energy draining from his face, Marcel just sat back, immediately losing appetite and blocking off the noises around him.

After dinner, Brian, Marcel, and Tyler had volunteered to stay behind and wash the dishes. The boys had started up, Brock decided to have a nice evening bath before going to bed. Jonathan then helped out Joe on getting the blankets out for all twelve of them.

Brian felt the cold water run against his hands waiting for Marcel to finish up scrubbing the plates off with his sponge and dishwashing liquid. Tyler, on the other hand, held the cloth in his hands and wipe off dry the plates Brian finishes washing off. The three of them move in sync, stuck in their own heads, problems. All three shook their thoughts away, trying to focus on the current chore they had volunteered to. Why would they do that in the first place again? I don't know.

"So... how are you guys feeling?" Evan's voice boomed out, watching as the three robot-acting-like jumped out of their minds and back into reality.

"Unworthy..."

"Ignored..."

"Confused..."

The three synchronized before looking at each other and glancing back at Evan.

Desperately trying to escape the situation, Marcel finished up scrubbing his last plate and followed by Brian's rushed up washing, leaving Tyler to wipe three more. The blue-eyed teen cursed out the two out under his breath before feeling Evan's gaze bore into his soul. "Tyler..." One. He closed his eyes shut and ignored, "Tyler," Two. Evan loudens his voice, in a more warning tone. Tyler's hands began to quicken their pace, and finally grabbing the last plate, "Tyler." Three. Out in instant instincts, Tyler felt the plate slip off his grip and down to the tiles creating a huge crashing noise. "What??? Evan." The taller male whipped around, trying to sound reserve as he could yet all of that confidence drained when he felt two arms grip on the sides, trapping the teen. Evan maybe tall but there is just no way that Tyler could jump out of those obviously stronger arms. Damn, Evan had been going to gym.

"Let's talk." Was all the Canadian spoke before signing to follow him over the backdoor.

Tyler glanced above the moonlight that miraculously made things visible around the cabin. Crossing his arms, he avoided the narrow eyes of his best friend. "There's nothing to talk about," Tyler argued, making the shorter boy sigh, "there is something to talk about." The taller one pout, this is exactly why he tried to ignore him, the flash of memory came back up inside his mind. Lips touching his own. "The pull earlier, sorry about that," Evan spoke, Tyler closed his eyes. No, Don't... Don't apologize. "Tyler...-" "Evan, I- wha-t? I don't-... I'm-" Tyler stuttered to come up with a reason but were soon caught off once Evan spoke,

"It was a mistake. The kiss I mean,"

When Evan had pulled Tyler down with him, the force and weight had made a way for their lips to touch. And as with that time, Tyler was a hundred percent confused. Ever since that confrontation a couple days ago, he had been feeling weird things. The way his and Evan's hands brushed sent electricity down his spine, the way their eyes met makes breathing harder, and even just a few meters apart, he could feel his skin heat up whenever his near to him. And oh god, all it took was one glance his way and the butterflies would immediately fly inside his stomach, cheeks burning up from blushing and instantly melting his whole body down.

And now, a mistake? Was Evan kidding with him? Tyler's confusion was beyond the roof. Not wanting to take all of those feelings at once, especially when he never felt like that around Kelly(His crush). And so, Tyler went off running inside the woods, avoiding the calls Evan gave him and wiping a few...tears?? Why were there tears? Why was he crying?

Losing his balance, Tyler stumbled upon an overgrown branch, crashing hard on the grassy ground, loudly grunting and eventually breaking into sobs. Why was he feeling this way? Wasn't it supposed to be a simple, quick talk? a joke? Oooohh they kissed, that's sooo gay... so... "..So...-"

"-Unfair?"