𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎 [BxB] ✔️

7.| Homicide

LOGAN'S POV

DISCLAIMER: May contain some upsetting descriptions, Violence

2 WEEKS AGO (NIGHT OF THE GRADUATION)

I watch as my best friend is lifelessly dragged away by the cops.

This moment feels all too familiar.

I sigh and tip off my graduation cap.

So much for having a stress-free day.

My brothers look concerned.

''Hey, I'm sure he'll be fine.'' Valentino murmured softly as he patted my back.

Will he though?

I'm surrounded by angry parents, including Darren's.

His sister looks unsurprised and is happily chatting away to another 10-year-old whilst her parents are near tears.

''Why does he always have to do this?'' Leah yelps out, her friends embracing her.

I peered at Kelvins lifeless body on the floor. He's surrounded by the paramedics, but as one of them moves, they revealed his face.

My heart twisted with pain as I winced.

His entire face was bruised and busted up.

Blood trailed from his nose and onto the grassy curb.

Can I honestly say he had this coming?

Yes.

But do I feel bad for him?

Definitely.

I keep staring at him until my eyes blur.

I sniff then turn around, not baring to look at the sight a minute longer.

I slowly picked myself up and moved towards my car.

My brothers glanced at one another but followed me anyway.

We all filed quietly into my five-seater and drove out of the parking lot, leaving the madness and chaos behind us.

The car ride was a still silence until someone cleared their throat.

I peered up into the rear mirror.

''What is it Taters?'' I asked, raising an eyebrow.

''Are you not going to that party?'' He asked, kicking my seat.

''Oi, watch it.'' I snapped. Then I sighed. ''No, I'm not really in the mood for partying.''

''You should go.'' Valentino said quietly.

''Yeah!'' Callum drawled out, speaking up.