walking between the raindrops, riding the aftershock beside you
off into the sunset, living like there's nothing left to lose
chasing after gold mines, crossing the fine lines we knew
hold on and take a breath, i'll be here every step
walking betwee...
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Isis brooded all day.
Though she was initially excited for the Kook's party tonight, she couldn't think about anything else than her friend into the hands of the DCS.
After a while walking round and round in the Chateau, she decided to settle in the van and drove to Kiara's. She was at the Wreck helping her parents. Isis got out of the vehicle, and went in. She looked around to find her friend, then walked to the kitchen. Kie was cooking some nice-smelling food.
"Hey!" waved Isis, fiddling with the keys John B gave to her.
Kie looked up at her.
"Iz? How you doing?"
"I need to talk to you," she said forthright.
"About what?" frowned Kie.
"Please," she insisted. "Can we go outside?"
Kie looked nervous now.
"Okay," she finally said. "Go and sit outside. I'll join you in a minute."
Isis nodded, and did as she said.
A moment later, Kie came to her with two glasses of lemon soda.
"Thanks."
"So, what's going on?"
Isis took a sip, then put back her glass down.
"It's John B. DCS came to his house and took him away."
"What?" choked Kiara. "Shit... Where are they taking him?"
"I have no idea, I-- I tried to prevent it, I said he'd live with me... But she wanted to see my mom, and even if I know she would agree without a question, but right now I don't really want to bother her... I feel so bad about it..."
"You don't have to," soothed Kie holding her hand over the table.
