Only The Young | ✔

Chapter Three

I'm on a roll here 😂 it's been a while since writing was actually fun instead of a chore.

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It was still dark, but it had stopped raining.

At first, it was like opening his eyes after a deep sleep, then later, Pollux Duhaime felt the wrongness settle in his bones like a shiver. He was lying on wet grass and the moon gazed down on him like a predator.

Only when he stood up that he realized that he had been resting his head on a headstone, and only when he saw the numerous headstones around him did he realize he was in the cemetery. He remembered running into the wide gates with Castor behind him and then nothing else, but the darkness.

Pollux glanced around, the chill in his bones sinking further. The cemetery was somehow different than he remembered, after all he was no stranger to the death, he had buried his parents, his sisters and his best friend last year. The headstones had been bigger than these ones that were small, and haphazard in arrangement, the cemetery seemed to go on for miles and he could hardly see where it ended.

Where was his brother?

"Castor?" He called out in the darkness, feeling ridiculously afraid and remembering the first time he had been in a cemetery at night. Pollux had been eleven and his father had worked the night shift at the cemetery in a time when it was known for high school kids to sneak in for stupid games and pranks. He had wondered away from his father's post and from Castor, for once he hadn't been keen on dragging his twin along, Castor would have only tried to dissuade him. He remembered having wandered far away to the extent of being lost, he was sure a skeleton would jump from the freshly dug graves and drag him into the underworld, in that moment, Pollux was sure he had glimpsed a shadowy figure in the dark, then he ran as fast as his gangly limbs would carry him, screaming Castor's name as he ran.

It was the first time he had ever felt fear. Now the taste filled his mouth like something sickly sweet.

"Castor?" He shouted now.

"I'm here," A voice said behind him, Pollux whirled around, ready to scream bloody hell but he saw his brother's displeased face, twisted like he tasted something bitter.

"What the hell happened?" Pollux asked, ashamed that his voice was lower than he intended. "I don't remember falling asleep."

Castor hissed loudly with clearly no regard for the dead. "I thought you'd be happy to explain, since this was your idea."

"This place feels wrong somehow," Pollux said, in spite of the glares his brother sent him.

"I thought I was the only one who thought that." Castor parted his lips to speak, but it wasn't his voice Pollux heard. Both boys jumped at the feminine voice into each others arms.

Two shadows drew nearer to them in light jogs. The light from the moon illuminated their face and for a moment, the twins calmed down.

"What the hell are you girls doing here?" Pollux spoke first, resisting the urge to wipe his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"I think we need to ask you guys that too," Yurika Takahashi said. She had a booming voice that was reminiscent to Pollux's soccer coach. She crossed her arms over her chest, ignorant of the fact that her clothes were drenched, like his. When had it stopped raining?

"We were following you guys," Her friend, Tehani, said. "It was the both of you who broke into the school I'm guessing."

Pollux rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"It was Pollux's idea." Castor said sharply. He eyed both girls like he wasn't sure what to make of them.

"I told you." Pollux heard Tehani whisper to her friend. He was almost surprised, Tehani was a girl of few words, much like his brother. Except for the fact that she was much smarter than him.