noah: jack!
noah chases after jack, who is walking rapidly, not exactly running, away from the calling boy. there is a frown etched to jack's lips, and doubting present on his mind. he doesn't want to get lied at again, even more if it's from his best friend.
noah: please, let me talk!
jack stops marching with a venomous chuckle. he turns around and faces the smaller boy, a snide smirk replacing the scowl that used to be there.
jack: oh, hey there, best friend! i thought you had 'personal problems' to solve, why are you here talking to me?
noah: look, i-i uhh.. i um.. i-i'm sorry! i'm just... i needed some time to grasp the idea.. and i'm just-- i really am sorry for pushing you away, e-even if you ha-haven't done anything wrong.
jack: oh really, you're sorry? you?
noah: yes... i-i am.. i am.
jack: remember, noah... never ever say sorry, when you're just gonna do it again.
noah grimaces at jack's harsh words. venom and hostility were evident and prominent and obvious against his bitter statement. it was worse than a profanity. it was worse than everything, than every thing.
noah: i'm really, terribly, wholeheartedly, completely, and utterly sorry, jack! i really am!
noah panics, his head turning and craning to every direction, sweat dripping down his forehead and his breaths coming out in pants. his heart is beating faster than normal and his head is dizzier than it usually is.
amidst all the trepidation and hysteria noah is feeling, he did the single thing that he desires. he wants and will satiate the cravings he has been getting. the taste he is desperately imagining and fantasizing about.
he kisses jack. and for a second, everything was perfect.
