Thirteen-years-old, Connor Wolfhard, a considerate and magnanimous teen, trying to cope with the enslaved power of a merciless creature. With the abidance of detest, deep-rooted for his contentious mother, and intricate in an explosive concocted sto...
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C O N N O R
"Hurry up, Connor!" Elliot yelled from downstairs.
I put on my black leather jacket, same a my brothers which has a WOLFHARD logo on it's back.
Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I made my way downstairs.
"Put on your red sneakers." Elliot reminded me with a smirk.
"It's like we're going to a party or something, we're only going to Dad's company." I said, rolling my eyes.
"You haven't seen our company yet, bro."
I began to take out my shoes when Thibbault walked in the room. He glanced around the room and looked at Elliot before frowning at me.
"Is he going with you?" Thibbault asked, raising a brow at me.
I quickly turned my eyes to Elliot who swung an arm over my shoulder casually, but I could feel protectiveness oozing out of that gesture.
"Yeh, he'll go with me." Elliot replied and my lips quirked up in a soft smile.
The three of us left the house and I saw the three colorful cars were already out of the garage.
Elliot has blue color. Thibbault has black while Maverick has red.
"What are you staring at?" Elliot asked, getting himself settled on the driver seat.
"When we are going to the same place, then why do we have to go with different cars?"
Elliot rolled his eyes at me. "Don't ya know?"
"I swear, you guys have a tendency to show off, almost in every situation." I said and got myself a shotgun.
Elliot chuckled and began to drive. I peeked through the window, to see Thibbault driving the car behind me and Maverick driving ahead of me.
In the past few weeks, the bonding of me with Elliot has been stronger. Thibbault doesn't really talk to me and Maverick is the same as he was earlier. I haven't found any changes in him.
There won't be any impact on him if you'll die.
I really believe that.
Dad tried to talk to me about my stupid attempt, a few days ago, but I refused talking to him. I don't have any courage left in me to face him, but today, he has called us to our company.
Whether I want or don't want, I have to talk to him.
And the most amazing thing that has happened to me in a while is, Destiny and I've gotten a lot closer.
As Thibbault's eyes met mine, he glared at me and mouthed 'Don't stick your head out of the car window'
I instantly stick my head inside. Elliot force- switch on the radio and a loud music started blaring out of the rattling speakers.
